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the bell tolls 2009-01-02 11:07 p.m. I'm a fairly pessimistic person, but I've never gone into a new year with so much dread. Julie and I drearily talked about going back to school, possibly the start of the end of me, and I felt grumpy and old. Feel grumpy and old, excuse me. At least last night was a nice celebration with the friends. We all went in and got a hotel room, had some drinks, chats and pizza. It was pretty low-key. I'm just glad that we didn't get busted. I didn't even think about being alone at midnight. Mostly because I was rather out of it. I called Christine and Ryan to tell them how much I missed them and wish them a happy new year. Christine didn't pick up, but Ryan did. I paused for a long time on the phone with him before asking, "Wait, who are you?" "It's Ryan Hudson, silly!" I only stayed until 3.30 in the morning, then went home to sleep in my own bed. Alison dropped me off, but I didn't go to sleep immediately. I stood in the pantry in a daze for a few minutes, debating whether or not to make some soup. I'm not sure why I wanted it so badly. I almost ordered it at Denny's today for brekkers, even. I got up at 10 am to go back to the hotel room. There wasn't much to clean up, so we all headed over to Denny's almost immediately to eat. Afterwards, the majority of us went to Thrift Town. It was 50% off all clothing, so naturally I expected to make like a bandit. I walked out with only one thing. Hmph. Ah well, guess I had better start now if I'm going to save for the Netherlands. Goddamn. Where has the time gone? I reread my new year's day entry last year, and it was unsettling. I was so young. What one year can do. Actually, I don't think this year has aged me. The coming one will. Apparently I didn't set resolutions last year. I don't feel like it this year. Shrug. "Happy" new year.
Plotting. We made a bunch of prank calls last night. New year's resolution: stop making prank calls?
Anton only wears me craziest tights/leggings.
Creaky old people now. Got tired around 1 am.
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