mixing cocktails with a plastic-tipped cigar.
so new year's was rather amazing, except for the after-party. all i vaguely remember is some girl with crazy red hair and crazy tanning booth skin dancing in front of the speakers and shouting "YEEEAH BOYYYY!" at the dj who just slowly turned his head away with this totally nonplussed look on his face. and just as we were leaving the building a cop comes strolling around the corner with his walkie-talkie crackling and goes inside. i have excellent timing. but anyway it's been a long time since i danced so much. and saw my cousin who goes to school in baltimore, what? also, yesterday i found out i'm done with probation on the 18th, so who's up for an off-of-papers party?