Today is my friend Theresa's birthday, or as we like to call her, T-Money. She had a white elephant gift exchange. The first gift I picked turned out to be spherical ice molds and a metal rooster.

My friend Diana had to explain to me that it's supposed to be cock-and-balls. It got stolen from me during the next round. Ain't that the story of my life.

I also made this bomb Mexican street corn pasta salad, which I will post a picture of for no other reason than it is my greatest accomplishment today.

I don't really have a lot to say tonight, which might actually be a good thing. Tomorrow night is New Year's Eve and I will be both sober and third-wheeling it with my friend Andrea and her husband. Like a boss.

Is anyone making any resolutions for the new year? I used to, but it's been so long since I stuck to any of them, I eventually just stopped making any. Problem solved, yo.

It's been a long couple of weeks of working a ridiculous amount of overtime, so I am going to get some sleep. See you lovely people in the morning.