Intern and I have fallen into the tradition of hosting a New Year’s Eve party each year, not because we love the holiday, but because we don’t love leaving the house on NYE. We’re hermits at heart, and we love to trick our friends into joining us. I’d much rather bump into friends at home than assholes at a bar. There! I said it. Slippers are heartily encouraged at these parties, as is posing with our cats in our makeshift hallway photo booth.