|Joe was our helpful driver...|
|...while Kat and her boyfriend Will played checkers in the back. |
On an ipad. I hate the future.
|We had $400 of alcohol. Here's half of it.|
|Here's the other half.|
|I was the only Redskins fan. I spent most of the first night antisocially|
wandering over to the tv and texting my dad about the game.
|Joe brought animal masks. I hated them.|
|They were terrifying.|
|And resulted in shark attacks.|
|I tried to take a picture of the moon over the bay, but I was thwarted.|
|15 people + 5 beds = sharing|
|One of the guys on the trip is a chef, so our meals were all|
delicious. He put us to work chopping things.
|We spent most of the last day of 2012 on this rug.|
|Alcohol began to translate to Disney sing-alongs.|
|Post midnight, each with our personal champagne bottles.|
At midnight, I and two other people ran into the freezing, freezing, freezing cold bay. Completely, heads underwater, fully submerged in the stupidly icy water. As I ran out, screaming like a drunk and very cold maniac, I stepped barefoot on a rock, bruising the arch of my foot, then staggered to the side and came down on my ankle in a weird way. I was too numb from champagne and the bay to really feel the full effect at the time, but the next morning I was hobbling around like a one legged prostitute. (I have no idea why that is the simile I just picked. I literally just typed it, thought, 'WTF?', and then was entertained enough by it to just stick with it.)
If you recall the time I broke my finger, you know I am not inclined in the slightest to see a doctor about this. I did, however, find a Wiki article called "Seven Ways to Tell if your Ankle is Sprained", and it is meets all the requirements. It's pretty mild as far as sprains go (assuming it's a sprain), but, seeing as I'm a dog walker who clocks in about 10 or more miles a day, it's probably going to take longer to heal than necessary.
In a weird way though, it feels like a good omen for this year. Something I've been realizing increasingly is that I am more passive about my life than I would like to be. This year is going to involve some big changes, and a lot more of me going balls-to-the-wall in pursuit of good things in my life. Jumping in the bay was an awesome start to this year, and yes, I hurt myself in the process, but it felt completely worth it.
I think that's going to be the theme of 2013.