Happy New Year. Boldog Uyewat Kivano. Buick, as the Hungarian say. That's right. It's a short way to do it, huh? I wonder, I'm sure people can probably hear my washer and dryer in the background. Yeah, it's the, if you think you're hearing a machine gun, some sort of gatling gun. Yeah. It's not. It's just the heavy machinery here in the freezing cold basement. It shouldn't last too long. Dude, it's 46. I have to. In here. I don't even know how the washer and dryer operate down in this temperature. I want to know how the rats are still alive. I know. Because this place is teeming with them. That's why I'm keeping it so cold down here is to try to kill off the rodents. It's not winning.

It's not working.

Unappealinging with them. That's why I'm keeping it so cold down here is to try to kill off the rodents. It's not winning. It's not working. It's not working. It's not working for me. I find it incredibly unappealing. But, you know. You mean just the basement. The rest of the house is comfy, right? The rest of the house is okay. Yeah. It's just the basement, which is where we are now. Yeah. How's your New Year's? It's awesome? I don't know. Does ending up alone not doing anything on New Year's on the one day of the year that I have the hardest time with emotionally? Is that awesome? Why is that the hardest time to be alone? It seems like Thanksgiving would be worse. New Year's is a hard time for me no matter what I'm

doing or who I'm with. I get very like sentimental and emotional and like... Because you're just

older than me and other people. It's because you're just old. This is the year you become

older than me or as old as me. I'll never be as old as you.

We're not even born in the same year.

It's ridiculous.

I think I don't know, math.

I have a, you know how I am.

I have a hard time with the passing of time and commemorating that, recognizing that.

And like, it gets me very emotional.

And so usually I try trying to distract myself by having a big party or being at a party or something. And I've had a couple years when I'm, when I'm content and happy and with somebody I just really love and I'm happy and I don't mind those New Year's. I like all the rest. It's like I've always had this fear that I'll end up alone on New years or something.

And it's like, I ended up alone on New Year's this year. I thought, even if I don't have anything to do, that Chloe will be around. And around 6 o'clock, Chloe goes, I think I'm going to go to moms and watch some movies, but I want to leave you here alone. Are you okay? And I can't be like, I know I'm not okay.

Yeah.

I'm like, yeah, go.

Go to moms.

And after she leaves, I just start crying.

I was actually going to ask Chloe to come over and hang out me. Me and Elizabeth and Chloe are going to hang out. You're not invited. Stay home. So it kind of sucked. But then I started cleaning. I cleaned for about two hours of New Year's Eve. I haven't had nobody in the

house for a long time, so I did that. And then I was reading the two books from you and Janie

for Christmas. Oh, cool. I sat on the couch and I was reading those for a while. And then around

I got Christian this like, it's called the biggest black book ever or something. I think so, yeah.

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