When: New Year’s Eve // Weather: frigid // Real life: house party
Have I said “happy new year” to you yet? If not, I’m sorry. Happy new year. My NYE was pretty chill. I mean that in the literal sense because in Indiana it was colder than a naked Eskimo (I was going to say just “colder than an Eskimo” but then I figured Eskimos are probably well prepared for the weather so they’re really not that cold most of the time…unless they’re frolicking around in their skivvies).
My NYE was also chill in the other sense because I rang in 2018 by having pizza with a few friends then heading to a small party with some other friends. I used to go to parties with lots of cheap beer and loud music, and now I go to parties with homemade cookies and discussions about the arts. Getting older isn’t all that bad, I guess. So bring it on, 2018. My comfy velvet dress and I are ready for you.