new year's was superawesome. zac tricked me into coming over his house to 'watch napoleon dynamite', i.e. him doing his upenn application. we soon discovered that every fucking restaurant on the hill closes at 7 p.m. on new year's eve. that was okay, because we schlepped out to maddy's davis-haydown with my peppermint shotglasses. then we hit up
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NICE!
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