Sitting at the Atlanta airport (which, believe me, is probably the most terrriblest airport ever, as far as they go) waiting for my flight back to Miami. The first flight from Denver went well, I was so drunk getting on the plane that I just passed out the entire time. I got to enjoy a little goth club called The Wave last night, then we commenced to a drunken afterparty where I made sure that I was drunk enough to get on a plane befroe I left (I have this thing with the ever-shrinking plane seats nowadays). Anyho0- the new year seems to be going well enough (I'm sure it will be a lot better once I get out of this stinky airport (no offense to natives of Atlanta, but I hate your fucking airport). I didn't get a kiss at midnight either 