Sunday, 1 January 2012

Midnight is where the year begins.

Two photos of things that got me through the past year:


These boys. Oh my god, these boys. They force me to get honest and grounded and just keep trying.



Mrs Woog and I, blurry and triumphant on the dancefloor at Sparklecorn. Bring on NYC.

Had waaaay too much time on my hands this New Years Eve. Here is the video to prove it. It's quite offensive in parts. Like me.



Happy brave new year. It's gonna be a bloody ripper.



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6 comments:

  1. Nice lion ballsack.

    Your hair looks fabulishous btw.

    I share your disdain for imbibers of alcohol...lightweights one and all. Glad to not be amongst it...

    I had no resolutions till I saw this vlog...now I want to always remember that each and every midnight is a clean slate.
    Fuck it, every minute can be!

    Love your work woman. May 2012 go off like a firecracker (in a good way!)

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  2. Hey Eden

    Thanks for capturing NYE through your eyes. I too was alone at home and your blog made me feel less like a dork. I went to bed at 9:30 and got up at 4:30. Thanks for being the first person to "talk to" in 2012.

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  3. Can't wait to see what misadventures you get up to in 2012. Thanks for letting me tag along for the ride.

    Have you sworn yet?

    Love yer guts!

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  4. 3 things.

    1. I wish you a rockin' 2012
    2. I'm so jealous that you got to be alone in your house
    3. Where can I score one of those whistle reefers?

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