I'm sure everyone is sick of hearing about New Year's Eve.

I slept through the ball drop and the midnight toasts. I worked yesterday, and the day before, and the day before the day before. Friday was a day from hell, and the other two sucked due the the massive amount of patients we saw and incompetent or crying coworkers.

I worked in The Villages yesterday. It's a bit of a hike from Umatilla, so I had a nice long car ride home to think. I called my dad and invited him out to dinner. He declined. REALLY? That kind of set my mood to sour.

Instead I came home, drank of couple glasses of Cabernet and ate frozen pizza. I attempted to devise a plan to run away for the evening, but apparently Orbitz and Hotwire want you to plan your trip at least 48 hours in advance.

So I opted to stay in and sleep through the festivities. Despite the fact that I did absolutely nothing last night, I have to admit that it outweighed the past couple of New Year's Eves I was awake for.

Last year I had just moved back from San Francisco and my fairy-tale idealization of my life was crumbing. Went out with some friends, got all dressed up, sipped on champagne, and managed to get into fights with numerous people. Went to bar in Mt. Dora and got into a fight with the bartender because I would not pour out my water, and I yelled at my sister's boyfriend for his musical taste. On the way home I was kicked out of my own car and had to walk home, only to discover that the person who had kicked me out of the car had drunkenly left and turned off his phone. I spent the rest of my night searching for said person. Awesome way to bring in 2011.

I rolled in 2010 wiping ass at LRMC. I was working nights, in nursing school, worked as a nurse tech, which pretty much translates to CNA. I think I was literally cleaning up shit as the clock stoke midnight that year. I came home to random people passed out on my couches and beer bottles everywhere. Sour beer smells awesome at 8am after you've been working all night.

Instagram is a cool iPhone app. Thanks JessFav! :)

I really cannot remember the years prior to the past two. I think I was working at LRMC when the year changed from 2008 to 2009 too, but before that I kind of have a mental block on everything.

My bitching about New Years past was interrupted by a phone call and now I'm going to go on a run. Thanks bye.