Tomorrow I, Scanner Emily, will take advantage of my God
Rufus-given day off—well, my two Rufus-given days off—to drink too much
and then recover from drinking too much (which may involve drinking too
much again). However, there's no need to panic; as I've mentioned
before, Scanner Brian needs to blog at least every other day to
survive, so you'll be spending tomorrow with him. But when that
lovemaking is all said and done, what will you do?
Do you plan to pay a ridiculous cover at some scene-y bar with the high
hopes of having crazy New Year's bathroom sex? Or will you, like me,
refuse to even step out the front door? Considering that The Ghost of
New Years' Past has taken me on so many exciting adventures*, I'm happy
to cozy up with a few close friends and more than a few bottles of
bubbly. Perhaps it will still end in crazy bathroom sex. Wouldn't you
want to have sex in this bathroom?
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