11:11 p.m.
the rest of the american semi-inebriated population
getting ready to watch the ball drop ordered chinese food tonight.
we kept it folk lively,
and cooked up our own.
yep.
sesame tofu,
broccoli with garlic sauce,
and seitan vegetable chow mein.
cooking with gas an' that.
and speaking of gas-
that much bok choy, broccoli, and soy sauce is sure to set it off all evening.
and since my balls dropped back during puberty,
instead of times square,
we're squaring off against time,
and watching the snow drop;
but not the television.
tonight's the night.
the midnight makeover edition of the calendar.
we're ready, and we're willing,
to celebrate a first night mayhem marathon of hot fire
and household holding it down....
that sh!t is crisp.
it even says so.
we've got it on ice,
cold chillin' until midnight.
then we'll finish off a bottle or two,
and crash out until sunrise.
not getting tuned up on the sauce is pretty rad.
not getting tuned up on the sauce is pretty rad.
and it doesn't leave anyone out.
including my two snowbunny berserker beauties.
we'll start the day off hangover-free,
and on the right side of the bed.
apple cider, ya'll.
grabbing the L, indeed.
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