everything moving way too fast, i dont mind, let it pass

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dreams

what a ronny

new years eve always has a bit of magic. people talk about high expectations and it's great to have none, but as a year comes to a close, i say it's always best to end with a bang. go out on a good note. like neil young said,"it's better to burn out than to fade away" and i couldn't agree more. new york couldn't be a better town to hit the streets with glitter dripping from the stars above. we arrived at dree's new loft to have a few stiff drinks and ease us in to the mood. i'm obsessed with the two dogs that were there, such adorable beasts.we met up with some friends and went to visit rob lee for the toast at midnight. we got there and everyone was in the spirit of the holiday like vikings on vacation. the lipstick was red and the champagne was was quick and soon six of us piled in the back of a cab bound for the beatrice. i don't remember how long we were there for but i do remember participating in some questionable behavior in line for the bathroom. we realized we had a bottle of veuve chilling in dree's fridge, so back we went where the australian party was in full effect and three legged dogs were licking everyone's hands. my head went a bit fuzzy in those late hours but i remember videotaping becka and dree talking about a serious ronny, and it was good enough for a last laugh.

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