First of all, thank you once again for being such legends. I love writing for you guys! Wish I could hug you all.
But now over to more important things; I've cut my hair. With a shaky hangover hand I cut bangs on myself after thinking about it for about two seconds. I really like it. It feels like me.
Yesterday I got into town around five only to find out my keys were not where they were supposed to be, hence I was locked out of my apartment. Got SO annoyed and angry and after trying to reach the few people I know that are not home for the holidays, I ended up getting free beer from Jack at Pearls which was great but also not great since I hadn't had dinner. I hid out in there for a couple of hours and caught up with him before rushing home to meet my roommate's airbnb guests and borrow their key. And then I met up with my bebe Momo who's here visiting over New Years. We got rowdy at Dardy for what felt like forever, but at midnight I felt the jetlag hitting me hard. The one block between the bar and my apartment has never felt longer. Now I'm heading out to meet up with Nicole who got home today. Overly excited. Two weeks away from her is not kewl.
Feels good to be back!