Happy Gregorian New Year, internets! I have all the socialization of a particularly reticent wet blanket, so no NYE parties for me. Luckily, I take after my dad in my general refusal to leave the house after 6pm, so I don't have to spend it alone.
Okay, all joking aside I am actually having a good time. The two of us have really perfected our New Year's Dim Sum tradition, and we've been drifting in and out of the kitchen all afternoon, making new things to eat whenever we get hungry. The pork-stuffed tofu was a particular high point. And I'm looking forward to the beef wontons and the pork steamed buns later. Eventually there may be pudding!
In between delicious noms, I've been spending the last day of 2011 doing this and that and a lot of nothing. Reading one of the Miles Vorkosigan novellas (and skimming Brothers in Arms, the book I started with, now that I have a better idea of who the hell these people are and what all the plot points they keep mentioning are). Working on the Urn of Andraste quest in Dragon Age. Contemplating doing some more writing on that Star Wars porn fic, but never actually getting around to it. Watching Arsenal win a match and creep up into the top four of the table (!). I dunno, if this is how I ring in the new year, I can't feel that badly about the start of 2012.
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