12.30.07 :: 9:30 am

i always feel i should write something to close out the year and review and all that

lemur and doc and ruby and ry and i were talking the other day about how 2007 sucked.
(more on their visit later, suffice it o say it's been a buttload of good conversations and hilarity)

and i guess it sort of did, i mean apart from me getting wondrously knocked up and the Best Road Trip Ever, 2007 was sort of "meh."

So adios, aught-7.
it's been really really weird. like a dream sequence in which i mysteriously found myself in LA for a fraction of a second.

I hope 2008 kicks ass.
I hope we find a stellar apartment back in good ol' Brooklyn and we never, ever leave and we raise a Brooklyn baby and we get back to being New Yorkers.
Oh and the Yankees win the World Series.
(a girl can dream)

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