Filed under: this very blog | Tags: boogie nights, complaining, excuses, new year's
I’m kind of a stressball today. I’m bouncing back and forth between a house where I’m dog-sitting (where they have internet but forgot to leave me their wireless password) and my boyfriend’s, where he’s planning a big party for tonight and I’d feel like an asshole if I sat in the corner posting a songs of the year list.
So I don’t think I’ll be posting that until tomorrow. Probably, you know, you have better things to worry about this evening, anyway. But for some reason I’m all stressed out beyond reason about it. Lord knows why. Maybe because actually I just really dislike New Year’s Eve.
I don’t know, if it were up to me I’d be home with a book and Boogie Nights tonight; that was a way to end a decade.