Happy New Year's motherfuckers!

My New Year's was fun. And drunken. Very drunken.

I ended up not sleeping at all. Me and Jack crashed in the living room and were talking about random shit, and then at some point he looked out the window and went "Holy shit, the sun's up." So I just went home, and my parents were like "Happy New Year. Here's a fuckload of chores to do."

God damn. That was lame. But otherwise, awesome.