Happy New Year!

Stef and I are enjoying some room-temperature Martinelli's out of plastic dixie cup-sized Winnie the Pooh cups. Ah, Japan.

If I wasn't afraid of ticking off the neighbors, I'd be outside banging pots and pans right now. We stayed up 'til 12 watching LOST, expecting some kind of loud celebration outside. But alas, all our neighbors seem to be asleep. Oh well. Happy New Year, everyone.

PS-Dad, if you're reading this, I ate a spaghetti sandwich today.
PPS-Sorry Mom.