Absolut
Tom, this is all your fault.

So my bottle of vodka disappeared into the bowl of punch. And all that's left of last night is a finsihed jig-saw puzzle, a hang-over, 2 shots in the freezer and the devil's blood in a punch bowl. The night was beautiful, and the stars came from the sky to mingle in my living room. We joined our craniums and sang christmas carols.

Andre came home.

'Look at this, I don't know what I'm gonna do with a whole bottle of vodka'
'Ha, I can help'

So my bottle of vodka disappeared into the bowl of punch. And all that's left of last night are the fragmented memories of Kill Bill and my facial scrub, a hang-over, 2 layers of clothes on the coffee table and the devil's blood in a punch bowl. The night was beautiful and the stars came from the sky to mingle in front of my fireplace. We peaced them together and giggled at our success.

New year's revolution (pt. 2)

Love - deeply, truely, purely and correctly.