wild night is calling

but it's definitely calling someone else.

my wild friday night will consist of work, laundry, cookie baking (yes, again), making my family christmas presents (I'm so poor; christmas threatens to be pretty embarassing with regard to my gift giving capacity), and probably watching old episodes of sex & the city. so for all my dear beloved friends who are out painting the town various shades of red, my spirit is with you, but the details of my life are elsewhere. and for my friends (you know who you are) up north, my thoughts are with you too, as you manage and love and endure the pretty white storms.