My friend Josh and I are planning a get-together for Friday night. He's making bread. (Bread!) I'm thinking dinner, then a movie, then clubbing. I've emailed or planloved everyone I can think of. If I overlooked you and you think you should be invited, you are. There's no time to waste being organized. Just show up at our place at 7:30, and let me know if you need to know how to get here.
I'm thinking about what I want my new year's resolutions to be. I have a lot of them in mind.
I smell a long post about music coming sometime soon.
In Injured Foot News, I discovered that part of the reason my foot looks like someone beat it up with a baseball bat is that blood flow toward the heart is being impeded by the swelling in the rest of my foot, causing my toes to turn the color of a bruise. So now not only is my foot ugly and painful, it also suffers from poor circulation. Awesome. (I also discovered that wearing heels doesn't really do a whole lot to help this situation.)