Some people tend to brave the bitter cold just to wait a few hours for some fireworks, or some glittery ball slowly descending from the top of a building.



Angie isn't one of those people, especially when temperatures these nights have been dropping to single digits.



Rem really, REALLY wanted to have her come along but, this time, the sloth just wouldn't budge; She's staying right in the warm apartment. The sheep went on her own.



As for Angie, she just fished out a blower and noisemaker and watched the countdown from the TV screen.



It sounds boring, but hey...



Boredom is better than the risk of frostbite, anyway.



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