Bet my New Years was more random than yours.... After all, when one stays in a condo resort full of grandparents with strict rules and rebellious children it kind of has to be.
So the hunt for new years fun began at 11 30... As the 5 rebellious *children* of the evening approach fireworks surrounding an illegally occupied golf course (by us, of course), I trip over a tree. With bad shoes and running from the old folks it was bound to happen.
Thus come 11:50 with a giant gash in my foot, and I mean giant, we sit, watch the fireworks, and at 12:02 run for band-aids. Now how many of you can say you have a 2007-2008 scar? Or one as nice as mine, at least.
And with that, Happy New Year's everyone. Make it a great year, you never know when the last one will be. Do something exciting. Go. Now.
What are you waiting for
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Classic New Years Post
Posted by bandrubber at 11:21 a.m. 0 comments
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