Back in ATX


Just got back into Austin the other night.

The two guys I sat between on the flight back were passed out so I didn’t feel as bad about the parade of hangover farts marching out of my jeans the entire flight.

I hope I didn’t make then dream of poor choices and musty eggs.

About 24 hours after landing, roommate and I hosted a new years party. Formal wear and friends made for a good new year.

Sounds cliche, but I hope this one’s starting fresh. Got some cobwebs left to clear in my head and broken goldfish crackers to sweep up in the house.

Happy Twenty Dozen, everybody.

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