So, it's New Year's Eve tonight. This is probably what I would consider to be the Drunk's Holiday. A lot of people will be getting completely plastered (and hopefully not driving) and making total asses of themselves.
I made split pea soup tonight in the hopes that I'll be able to get drunk enough to get sick. Drunk people will freak out if you look like you're being possessed. I wonder how many people will be yelling, "The Power of Christ compels you!" and throwing their booze on me.
My brother told me a story the other day about scaring a teacher. He was walking down the school hallway with a few of his friends and he sneezed. One of the teachers walking by said, "God bless you."
He started talking in Latin (the few words he happens to know from TV), growling, and roaring in a really deep voice, twitching like the words had actually hurt him.
It's amusing that this comes from the kid who woke us up screaming one night because he thought Satan was levitating him off of his bed.
But besides it finally being over, what exactly was so great about this last year? The only thing that stands out is the repeal of Don't Ask, Don't Tell. For a while, I dreamt of being in the Air Force, but I couldn't bear the thought of having to keep mum about my relationships. I mean, what is there in this world greater than love? Nothing.
Face it, he last year of the decade touted as 'The Future!' kinda sucked. Where are the flying cars, damn it?
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