"Celebrating" New Years Eve with my two dogs. One is terrified of Fireworks, the other one doesn't care. To comfort the terrified one, we are all camping in the toilet, listening to Christian music, the scared one is under a blanket chewing on a bone and I am goofing around on the internet.
I read that New Years Eve was the saddest day for us singles. I see some beauty in this camping experiences, and I am not sure any man would like to share it with me. So I have to say I am content as single now. I just wish the toilet lid was a bit softer to sit on.....