Happy New Years, bitches.

I have done absolutely nothing today.

I had great plans of cleaning my room. It’s still a mess.

I have watched Eureka, Scrubs, Frasier, Scrubs, The Biggest Loser and now the news.

One good piece of personal news is that I have a job interview. First one for the New Year. It bodes well, I think.
It’s in Wellington and that’s all I will say for now. And yes, it is journalism related.

Got a bit drunk while out at some of my parents friends’ place. Four ciders is nothing to frown upon. At one point Mother told me to stop drinking. I just laughed. I am not going to stop drinking because Father is cracking open another one? Why do I always have to be the one that ends up being sober. Screw you Father, you’re driving.

And that he did.

Turns out I had drunk more than him, haha.
Also the only thing I had to eat today was dinner. Probably not the best thing to do when drinking… whoops.

So now I am once again sitting alone in my room, watching C4’s countdown to 2011 and my parents have gone to bed.
Does not bode well.

Forever alone.

Anyway, this poor tipsy one is going to snuggle down in bed and ring in the new year with a good book and twitter.

This post has been bought to you by Isaac’s Cider and the number four.

Happy New Year, bitches.

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