Happy New Year!

You know how they say that the way you ring in the new year is the way you'll spend the following twelve months? Well, I rang in the new year dancing (and with style)!




I actually celebrated the new year as the designated driver for several of my favorite crazies. According to my sister I had to get into some shenanigans while sober tonight, and shenanigans I did find. Tonight I managed to climb onto a bar, examine a woman's breasts to decide if they were real, make friends in the bar bathroom, go to every single bar in my hometown (six), nearly beat down someone who really needed a beatdown, shake my booty, wear a silly hat, and my favorite.... had a random guy smack my ass on the streetcorner. He asked first, and I figured why not?

That's the most action I've gotten in awhile!

I am so good at sober shenanigans. My younger sister is disappointed that I didn't make out with any strangers because when I offered to be the sober driver my rationalization was, "I already make bad decisions and am a slut without booze, so I'll be good to go!" Sidenote: the sister is reading this over my shoulder and just added, "You're not a slut! Sluts like flash people. And have sex. You don't have sex." Um, thanks. I would like to add that I'm really not a slut, as I haven't even kissed anyone in two years and that sounds pretty non-slutty. The sister reminded me of this several times tonight, and then we danced up a storm together.

A little while ago she also said, "I like... hate pants right now." I'm quite glad to be taking care of her drunk ass right now because there have been many a time that I've called "Taxi del Kim" to come pick me up and pour me into bed. Ahhh, sisters.

Hope you rang in 2009 in a way that's just as awesome! (From the sister: "What, did you say I'm awesome? Noooo.... You have to put that in there!") I'm going to put the drunk girl to bed now (From the sister: "I am so not going to bed biotch!!!"), but in closing here is a photo of our best blue steel impression: