1. I know this sounds pathetic, but I’m getting seriously freaked out about the fact that this will be my 4th or 5th New Year’s Eve in row without having someone to kiss. Actually I might have only had someone 2 out of the last 31. What’s up with that shit? Get ready for the cat throwing.

2. What I hate the most about myself is that every time that shitty Bon Jovi song says, “Who says you can’t go home” I think, “duh, Thomas Wolfe”. (That shit in that song annoys me in the same ways as saying "The Three R's".)

3. I took a picture of my shoes the other day b/c they were black and white and they looked great with my puppy. But now I am ACTUALLY thinking about doing that 30 days of shoes thing on flickr. Seriously?

4. I am really bad for keeping pretty soaps and candles that people give me. Like I have soaps from college. An occasion special enough to use them never comes. So I've resolved to using all the soap. In a way I'm saving them for the fancy guest bathroom that I'll never have for the fancy beautiful guests I don't know. And it feels so fucking decadent. Currently I'm using the soap Megan gave me for Xmas (Last year!) and it's incredible.