New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Friday, January 02, 2004

Goodmorning,

Okay and I should feel much better by around 7PM tonight. Only time will tell. I broke the first rule of "up dos" by washing my hair this morning. Though admittedly I've no idea what is expected of my hair today and since the bride will not be there until 11AM I pretty much expect to do whatever I want.

I am not in any better mood about this whole thing.

It's flippen freezing here. It's overcast and windy. Just the thing for a wedding. I guess if you're going to wear a Medieval dress the weather should look like Medieval England.

UGH.
posted by JustKeepMum on 9:25 AM