Going into Saturday evening, I wasn't particularly excited. In fact, I had a little bit of a temper tantrum, ostensibly because I couldn't find anything to wear but really because, gosh darn it, I just missed my friends. Although I certainly wouldn't have minded being in the District to ring in 2012, my worrying was all for naught. It was a pretty good with a pretty great night. I mean, come on: Could any evening spent in a feather mask be a bad one?
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