you're not a teenager (so don't act like one)

good mourning, world. i had a full weekend. saw a wide swath of friends, in a prism of scenarios all over the city. had a great time, all in all, but i'm fucking beat and i still have to go to my company holiday party tonight. i don't *have* to go, but i've been looking forward to it for forever and it would be silly to pass it up because i'm tired and it's a monday night and there's the threat of a train strike @ midnight. those are actually three very sound reasons, but i'm still goin out...

newop called out sick today. i wonder if it's because i punched him in the balls saturday night.

no, i've got no plans for new year's eve this year. and unless it's something really cool, i'm going to be hiding in my foxhole, because i don't want to be the lonely guy hanging out with a bunch of couples.

this marks my last week of work for the year. let's get this over with, a'right?