Er… regarding New Year’s Eve… yeah. I don’t know whose apartment I was at in the photo above, but I’m told that I owe you a new table? Something about tackling someone or something.

Also, there’s some girl who got really mad at me for something… I’m told I interpreted her “why don’t you watch where you’re going?” as “let’s dance!” which she didn’t appreciate. Something like that. Anyhow… I owe you an apology, regardless of the fact that I can’t remember why.

Also, if we made out, we should do that again.

I like New Year’s Eve.