I have very mixed feelings about New Years. On the one hand, I don't think that it's the best idea to focus too heavily on one day. I mean, really, it's just one out of 364. I feel the same way about birthdays and holidays. And, at the same time, I am ridiculously obsessed with birthdays and holidays. I think that it's important to take time during the year to see where you've come from and see where you're heading and take stock of whether or not you're where you want to be. If that seems a bit hypocritical to you, it's because it is... That's why I said that I had mixed feelings, silly!

But, I don't believe that New Years Eve has to be the funnest night of the year. That's what halloween is for! :P

That said, I did have a blast and a half on New Years. Ok, first of all I wore this little number:

1. Some guy who spent a good half hour explaining why I was so hot... right down to the curve of my face and the way that my haircut frames it.
2. The seven foot tall guy who cleared a path for me through the dance floor when I was trying to get outside saying "you're too pretty to have to struggle like this."
3. The fact that I can't remember how many people I danced with.