A New Year

How is anyone expected to get anything done on New Year's Day?

I spent today recovering from last night. I was the first awake this morning, apart from Henry who I think didn't actually sleep. He kindly did a Maccas run, which got everyone else up, and we all got to witness the wonder that is Phoebe with a hangover - not quite as bad as after AXP, but definitely hilarious.

Once I got home I spent a lot of time lying around drinking a lot of water and eating a lot of food to combat my hangover. I also inspected all the bruises (and the one cut) that I got from climbing the roof last night. Embarrassingly, I actually just can't remember a lot of yesterday. Oh well, no great loss!

I decided a self-portrait might be a good way to start the year, but my face looked awful so I hid it. I kind of like this, though - my room is a mess and I'm in my trackies and ginormous jumper and it maybe doesn't look like the best start to the year, but that's okay. There's always room for improvement!