Happy New Year, People
Call me a square if you'd like but I'm spending my NYE curled up with the cats, a 6-er of Raging Bitch and the trusty old PS3. It's much safer to be blasting heads off super mutants in the manufactured, post-apocalyptic Capital Wasteland than it is to be out there in the actual, pre-apocalyptic Capital Wasteland fighting for drinks, cabs and stupid cheap ass noisemakers.
They say whatever you do on New Year's Day you do for the entire year so make tomorrow a good one, kids. As for me? I'll be spackling condo walls and giving my living room a good sheen of Martha Stewart glitter glaze. God, what happened to me? I used to be so cool.
It may not sound like it, but it's a good life. 2011 was my first full year in Washington, and brought lots of exciting changes like the fabulous new condo in DC's scariest quadrant (which also happens to house the Capitol), two precious but terrorist DC street kittens rescued from Washington Humane Society and a great new job. While I trust 2012 will mostly be spent counting down to December 21st, I'm also looking forward to growing with my company, finally tracking down some decent dividends and spending more time getting to know all of you, my dear and much appreciated loyal readers.
Here's to a 2012 filled with everything you ever wanted and nothing you don't. If you're anything like me, you're sick of waiting around for total economic meltdown, so maybe 2012 will be our year.
Stay beautiful, stay smart and be well this year, my darlings.
With all the love my cold black heart can muster without imploding,