Happy Apocalyptic New Years

We're about to go out for New Years. My girlfriend is getting ready in the next room, I'm pre-drinking and rocking out in my office.

Ah, the last New Year's of my twenties. I always feel there's something vaguely apocalyptic about new years. It involves much drinking, often forced revelry, and a countdown. You could replace the last night on earth with New Year's Eve and the only difference would be an increase in vandalism, bravery, and murder.

"St. Paul? That must be the hardest rocking saint of them all!"
-The Hold Steady

Happy New Year!


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