last night was the third annual new year's eve eve party, and I thought it was fairly successful. It's always surprising who shows up at these things, with everyone being on vacation and everything. attendants: besides my roommate, her boyfriend, my boyfriend, my sister, there was divine ms. a and her man, three guys I know from work, a couple from clearwater we're good friends with, three friends of my roommate's boyfriend, two from the gays, and some neighbors who we randomly recruited around 10:00. We felt bad that we were not neighborly, and my roommate has lived in the house longer so she actually knows the people who live next door to us, so we walked over and knocked on the door and explained that we were having a party and "hoped it wasn't too loud." they were like, "fine, but why didn't you invite us?" so we did! they changed out of their sweats and came over, and it turns out the guy works at the same company as me.
working at a big company is like being from a small town that's not really small (my dad is from a small town, whose population is 1/4 the number of people I work with). when you tell people you work there they immediately start the "do you know..." questions, and you have to find someone you've got in common to make the connections. "I know lots of people in customer service, who do you know from there?" "Who do you know who works in building E?" That sort of thing.
anyway we bought way too much liquor! too many people brought too much of their own. and we've got lots of extra dips and things too, so, yeah, we're set for new years eve if my sister and I go to a party or anything. I love having her here, she's great, she was great at the party last night.
we made muffins this morning in the silicon muffin cups that I got my roommate for christmas... and they kick ass! this is the best kitchen thing I've ever gotten I think, the muffins just slide right out and they're adorable to boot.