Well, friends! We made it. We’re finally at the best month of the year, and there’s only 31 days left until this God-forsaken, post-apocalyptic hellscape called 2016 is over! My apartment looks like Father Christmas had one too many Rumple Minze shots at the bar and vommed all over it, but honestly I wouldn’t have it any other way. Here’s to holiday parties, presents, family, friendship, drinking too much, taking time off work, and having a safe and non-traumatic New Year’s Eve. Cheers!