Wretchedwant has accussed moi of hitting bars and making roomfuls of friends.

This I tell you is not entirely true.

Although, the curse of being a happy happy loud drunk is that quite often I wake up in the morning with about 18 sms's from people I ummmmm don't quite remember giving my number to (READ Viking) annnnnnnnd then these 18 people hang around for about 3 weeks, obsessively because I am supposedly SO FUN and wacky and then after week 3 of watching me walk my dogs, organize my Auster titles alphabetically and by degree of self loathing, buy insane amounts of 100% fruit juice, and lay morosely on the couch reading insane amount of Sarah Waters books, they do something I term "fuckin insane" and don't go away until I tell them to.

On New Years I was the designated driver, as a good way to begin the not drinking so much 2008 which has been surprisingly easy given the new house which is a whole other story. ANYWAY and I just didn't feel like drinking so it was good and after 4 glasses of coke (who knew?) I was just as hyper, shooting off confetti at midnight and making people visibly uncomfortable with my sweet dance moves as I am when I drink.

I don't know what the point of that slight digression was...

But, I do feel a bit guilty about the locked in syndrome remark, although I can see it being quite witty and wretchedwant doing that cute little head down laugh with the little clasping of hands that she does when I say something completely insane, irrelevant or just rude to the big guy at the end of the bar I just met...but I feel equally as guilty for taking her out to find "her bar" and probably leaving with 2 other my bars.

However, you do have Viking, who is a lot of fun and did say we're both trips and fuck the guy's name's VIKING and he slid us into Hutch's as fast as I was sliding beers off the bar.

In other news, the house freakin ROCKS god I love it, the dogs love, I can cook, I clean, I wander, turn the thermostat up, turn it down, run upstairs, run down...

I bought a case of beer and it's in my FRIDGE.

I bought stir fry stuff and can make enough for leftovers.

I love my fridge.

I love that I can pick to shower upstairs or down.

2008 is gonna freakin ROCK.

I hope.

Cross eyed and finger tied.