First post, new year.

What is there to say? Well. Welcome to the new decade. I had the sweetest New Year's kiss ever. And an even sweeter phone call on the way home. And when I came home, I had this waiting from Mags, which caused actual tears.



I'm drunk as hell obviously. And should have gone to bed instead of making a cup of coffee. But I feel good about this year, my darlings. I want to milk every last second of this evening's optimism. You know it doesn't come around often for me. Tomorrow, promises will be broken. But tonight they really meant something.