happy new year, cats and kittens. our evening wasn't terribly sexy, as our flight back from california was scheduled to land at midnight. we arrived early enough that the clock struck twelve in the jfk baggage claim - woo! - but there were duffel issues and we didn't roll into the apartment until 1:45. given the state of our street - and the state of the pedestrians at that hour - i'm not broken up about missing the party.

arrived to find a stupendous christmas present: judd, ever one of the greatest men alive, fixed our toilet and left a festive bow on the tank. here's to a year, then, of feats of kindness and effortless flushes.

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