I'm still disappointed about Autobot City: Earth. And: who on Earth stops Blue Monday half-way through? WHOO? Anyway, happy new year! I spent the last day of 2006 on a candy thermometer hunt with Stacie. We went here, we went there, we went back there, to somewhere else, and eventually found our prize waiting for us in Target. And then, well, after phoning home, it was almost time for the trip to Durham. I was told that I'd be picked up at 9:30 sharp, only for a clothing combination conundrum to delay that slightly. Christa and I made it over to Durham at a reasonable hour (stopping first at Alex's (Mandy's boyfriend) apartment, where I stared at the books in envy and realised I'm getting to the stage where I look at old editions og Pynchon books and think 'oooh, those are pretty. I'd like those!', despite having perfectly good copies of them back home. It's a disease. Just keep me away from bookshops selling old Penguin books, I beg your), and spent the first few hours of 2007 alternately dancing and sitting. Oh, and drinking. Yes, the drinking. I seemed to spend quite a bit of time with Heather (possibly because I looked sober enough to hold some of a conversation while her friends were in the other room dancing. I'm not sure whether I really was, but I tried to keep sentences as coherent as possible). I think Collin and I finally went to sleep around 4am. Sleeping on the dancefloor itself. That's how hardcore we are. Erm, yes. Anyway. it was surprisingly comfortable for a wooden floor, or perhaps that was just the alcohol making us numb. Either way, a half-decent sleep, followed by breakfast a la Wyatt, and then a quick dash back to Carrboro for Collin to work a shift at Weaver Street. Goodness knows how he's going to do that… Today? Today, I went for a walk and got completely soaked. The rain was really quite hard. Hopefully it won't last.