Well, on New Year's Eve, I went out to the Side Splitter's comedy club and saw the "Laugh the New Year's in!" show. Funny shit.
After that, me, my sister, and a few friends went home and got blind drunk.
My sis passed out around 1:30, so we took a marker and drew all over her, and smeared cupcakes on her face.
I also discovered something new about myself. Apparently, if I get REALLY drunk on vodka and jello shooters, I start speaking with a scottish accent.
...I have no idea why that happens. I'm not scottish. At all.
I'm currently recovering from the hangover.