Jan: Threw a fabulous New Years' party and kissed a queer ginger named Justin at midnight, woke up the next morning with a horrific hangover.
Feb: Moved out of that hellish apartment, moved in with an Argentine. Spent my brithday depressed, went out with a random couchsurfer, a co-worker whom I hardly knew, and Adam. Ended up paying for Adam's drinks the whole night.
March: Finally said "I love you" to Brian. Totally worth it.
April: It was cold. I drank a lot.
May: Spent two glorious weeks in DC, and have now seen every museum there. Unfortunately, that's pretty much all there is.
June: Sat on Jamie's porch and drank.
July: Sat on Jamie's porch and drank.
August: Sat on Jamie's porch and drank. Discovered I actually like mushrooms, despite the minor allergic reaction they give me. Food Phobia, conquered!
Sept,Oct,Nov: went to class almost regularly for a change. Had Swine flu.
Dec: Stressed myself out too much.
There ya go! Swell year, eh? Now leave me alone. I plan on being unconscious by ten.