It's The Most Overrated Day Of The Year

It's New Years Eve and that means some combination of  work, food, drinking, drugs,  music, dropping balls, making out, free ttc rides, and sleep.

I really can't stand the pressure people put on new years. It's going to be so amazing blah de blah blah blah bla. 

Come to think of it new years has never really been that amazing for me. One year I had plans to go to one of those classy dinner dance events and the promoter cancelled it at the last minute.

Another year I went to time square and stood in the cold for 5 hours to watch the ball, which was probably a kilometer away from me drop. 

Last year I went clubbing and was standing in line at coat check at midnight...wooooooo fun. 

So this year I'm not doing anything. I'm hanging out with my room mates, having a few drinks and seeing where the night takes us. Maybe we'll wander down to city hall, maybe we'll watch movies, maybe we'll dance around in our underwear or maybe we'll fall asleep by 10.  All of these options are fine by me because they will all be fun without the expectation of being great.