my monkied brain (katekat1010) wrote,
my monkied brain

New Years dawned.  We had all of these great plans to go downtown, to celebrate the new year with a million or so other Austinites, and to watch firedancers and fireworks.  Then we got lazy.  So isntead we ran to the store, bought a bunch of champagne, prizes for games, and everyone came over here to ring in the new year in a quieter (and MUCH WARMER) fashion.  Then my darling miss Megan arrived, and the fun truly started. 

By this time the cookie count had doubled itself since Joel brought us cookies and Megan brought us cookies and Mir had sent cookies and the cookies I was going to give away?  They stayed in the house.  I think we could've opened a store.

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