Happy New Year’s, I guess.
I already hate this day, and nothing has really happened. I hate New Year’s Eve. I really just want to go to bed around 8:00 and sleep through it.
I keep telling myself that all of my New Year’s Eves with Mac have been fine. Nothing bad has happened like the eight prior to Mac. I still feel grumpy though. What time will be it okay to start drinking?
I hope James wants carrots for lunch. Because that is what he is getting.
