It's the New Year

And what a melancholy thing it is. I don't like the New Year. Everyone makes a resolution. Ok, if you make a resolution solely because it's a certain time of the year, you will fail. This is assured. If you wish to contest this you are wrong. Secondly, I have to tolerate my "family." The heavy drinking disfunctional entities I have the honor to share stock with. Yes, my New Year consisted of watching my parents drink and eat cocktail weenies. The next day I got to visit the family and watch them drink (although it was pretty fun when my uncle passed out on the couch, I threw stuff at him for a while.) Thirdly, every TV station gets commandeered to show the stupid ball drop. The mobs of people who sit outside in the freezing cold to see it drop, and they wear those dumb@ss glasses that have the year written on them. So, in conclusion, Happy New Years. The earth spun around the sun once, and we're all a year closer to dying.