Hello, 2015!
Last night was a rather subdued one. I've never been big on New Years, not since I was in my earliest twenties anyway. I feel like it's one big disappointing amateur hour: too many people who drink too much who aren't seasoned drinkers like yours truly, paying too much to get into the same old bars you go to on the weekends, cheap 'complimentary' champagne, and the inevitable disappointment that nothing magical happened. And drama. There's always drama somewhere you go, whether you're involved or not.
I was disappointed that my best friend couldn't come down like we had planned, but she had experienced a sudden family emergency right before Christmas.
So Forrest, miraculously having the night off, and I had a low key night and were home well before midnight. We spent the night watching Netflix and drinking beer. I couldn't have asked for anything better. And we pretty much spent all day together until he had to go to work.
And now I'm just hanging out with more Netflix, a cat, and an old lady chihuahua.
Other things I plan on doing tonight:
-play Katamari
-masturbate
-look up schools that offer mortuary science
(not necessarily in that order)
And since I haven't been able to update in a bit, here are some pictures:
Forrest with the old lady chihuahua, aptly named Gladys, because Gladys is the ultimate old lady name.
This one was taken during some down time during one of our rescue missions. I'm so glad Forrest is as into the animal stuff as I am. The last few guys I dated, while not completely unsupportive, weren't exactly ready to help with the dogs and puppies.
Took this one on Christmas. Look!! I'm actually smiling!!! *gasp*
My BFF and I at dinner a few days prior to Christmas. God, I miss her so fucking much. I wish teleportation was actually a thing.
And me in my undies. Just because.
