It got very hi-tech. L. lost a chip in her tooth - no! S. told me to eat the chip and I did! L.H. probably doesn't remember kissing L.R. - but I do! It's okay, I'm not mad, I think it's funny! I couldn't hold it any longer and peed in some flowers outside. R. suspects that J. almost peed on the Xmas tree, but settled for the floor. Do you have a hangover? I do. I want fettuchine with a tomato cream sauce. And a salad.

While I'm writing this, Liz is in my face with her little silver noisy camera. I can only imagine which pock-mark or oily pore she'll choose to accentuate. I find it difficult to act natural in front of a lense. I can't relax unless I'm acting relaxed.... therefore I'm not relaxed! Anyway, Happy New Year to me and you, aye?