Yeah, Your Daddy Was A Cop Who Punched You Right In The Head.

New Years… this is a little belated, for I have mostly been writing in my journal instead of here. Fact: I have had an obscene amount of coffee today. On New Years I went to this huge gathering, it might have well been a high school reunion because more than half of the kids there I went to high school with. It was fun to reconnect with some people, everyone wore their end of the year mask on, a pseudo-mass-happiness of sorts. Santa Fe was giving out free Mexican food off their regular menu for a portion of the evening. I ventured there early after a bookstore escapade. To save you from a droning post, the year ended in an unexpected manner, but not in discord. My year went well.