New Years was slapped together at the last minute and was, perhaps, the best in recent memory. Meliss, Neilson, Dee, Mark, Wilsy, Jake and I drank sangria all evening at Jake’s place. Jake got a fairly whopping LCBO gift certificate for xmas and so we blew it all at some random LCBO in the burbs. It was a worthwhile blow.

Annie then gave us a ring and we met her, Vix, the Wence, Colin, Rob et all at the Castle Frank subway, en route to a party at Cameron’s pad in the beaches. Much of this I do not fully recal, but photos suggest the night was fun. After a balmy walk in the rain back downtown, we refueld with grease at Fran’s, an all night diner. I ate poached eggs. Those who had milkshakes regretted it. A fight broke out in the lobby.

It got late. We all went home.