Big friggin' deal. I've been through about 19 New Years, and none have really wowed me. I mean, why do we make such a big deal about the start of the new year? Most people wander the streets of whatever city/town they're in until either they pass out from alcohol poisoning, the police pick them up for public inebriation, or until the sun comes up. We celebrate the start of a new year full of sadness and broken dreams by getting hammered and filling the streets with urine and vomit.

As for me, I usually spend it alone, either watching Dawson's Creek, playing video games, or sleeping. This year, I managed to spend it with my girlfriend, her dad, and the oddballs I call family. It was interesting, to say the least... my girlfriend's dad has never met my family, and they seemed to get along well.

That's it for now, I'm off to raid the fridge for more brownies and gain some weight. Fuck New Year's resolutions, let's get fat this year, guys! >:3