Not since the hype around the potential disaster of the Y2K problems and the anti-climactic rollover from 1999 to 2000 have I even bothered staying awake until midnight on New Year’s Eve.
I do not make New Year resolutions and I do not join a gym or decide to get more fit (how could I get anymore fit than I already am?)
I no longer even bother watching the big crystal ball event broadcast from New York City.
Last night I woke up around midnight to hear a male shouting “I’m telling you, I am not drunk!” followed by someone else telling him to get in the back of the car and to shut-up.
I also heard a bunch of fireworks going off around the neighbourhood.
That was it. Another New Year’s Eve come and gone.