Currently there are three to four people racing around my living room and singing to a variety of songs from the 90s. Kenny is wearing a loin cloth of course. Ben is wearing underwear, a cape, and a superman belt. Others are wearing Christmas Fairy costumes and Mrs. Pizza costumes and are freaked the hell out. Jack is dressed as Mr. Lobster and is not drunk enough. I got a zombie nurse and suddenly zombie green day is breaking out. I think I have to go to work at 12 or 2. Either way there are people celebrating. I will wake up and edit this tomorrow. Goodnight.

That looks angry. I love you.