2011 was very bad for me. Bad enough that I'll remember all the wonderful things that happened (and there were so many great things and, better still, great people) as what helped me scrape by, barely, through the loss and stress of it all. So I guess I can't help but be thrilled to attach a foolish level of sentiment to this new year...it really is going to be a better one, y'all!!!!!
With that in mind, I guess what I've learned so far is that the secret to a good New Year's Eve is adaptation. My plans to spend a relaxing evening at home with my closest friends here in Austin, as unambitious as they were, fell through, and we ended up only hanging out at the house for a bit of the evening. Long enough, though, to construct a (wimpy and not entirely functional) champagne pyramid.
We were informed that the party was moving elsewhere after one of our only non-sick or out of town friends, Matt, had been roped into a DJ shift ending at midnight, so we packed up the Sofia and headed out.
I still have twinges of nostalgia for my time spent working at my college's radio station, so it was nice to relive that part of my life for a bit. But nothing lasts forever, and we really wanted pizza, so we headed to Will's apartment for the final phase of the evening before.
Overall, I can't complain about 2012 so far, so that's something!