Good afternoon. I slept funny and pinched something in my neck. I’m spending tonight the same way I’ve spent new years for 4 years: sitting with my best friend on her mom’s couch, drinking tea because we can’t be bothered to go to the (30 second walk away) off-license, watching-but-not-watching a series of shitty films.
In 2011 I got a masters, at least one great haircut, had my work accepted at an excellent magazine, and, importantly, cultivated some pretty impressive Internet crushes.
