[Insert your favorite "New York, New York" lyric here]

The holidays were fabulous. The whole fam spent our time together partying like crazy. And by "partying" I mean "playing Rock Band and watching Flight of the Conchords." And by "like crazy" I mean "while drinking mass amounts of Martinelli's." Good times!

Now everyone's gone back to their respective homes, and (almost) all of my worldly possessions are either in boxes or suitcases, ready to go. I leave for New York in 12 hours.

Holy crap.