12 hours to go . . .
. . . until 2009, of course. At least, it is in the UK. Obviously some of you will be waiting longer than that, others are on the verge of getting there already. Weird, right? Remember when the Millennium was approaching and people were predicting it would be the end of the world? All I could keep thinking was what time zone would the end of the world use as a basis . . .
Anyway, I'm predictably spending the last day of 2008 in my bed. Well, I have actually already got out of it to have a shower. Then I got back in bed. It's kinda cold. I might go out, I might be meeting up with a friend for lunch. I'm not too fussed either way. It would be great to see my friend as it's been a good few weeks, and I have this awesome gold metallic mini I got off the Mango outlet website that I am dying to wear (any excuse, right?) but if I DON'T have to traipse into the city centre it's not going to be the end of the world.
My can't-really-be-arsed vibes also extend towards tonight's activities. I couldn't actually be bothered to make any plans. It seems my friends have similar feelings. I have never been a fan of Hogmanay anyway, and could count on one hand the number of times I have officially went out and celebrated it. My last two New Years were low-key, but I enjoyed them more than most of the other years. Ironically, the person I spent my New Year's eve with two years ago and the person I spent my New Year's eve with last year are people who no longer appear to be my friends. Which isn't exactly going to help with my animosity towards THIS New Year.
I honestly just don't see the point of NY. I mean, I know the point of it in the context of the CALENDAR but . . . WHY do we celebrate it? Why is it so overpriced? It's basically just like going out on a Saturday night except having to pay extra money for the privilege of being squashed together like sardines in a packed pub, club, flat or street.
So I think my plan this year is to stay in and get drunk. If other people want to stay in and get drunk too, that's fine. This plan may change - I may be given a fabulous opportunity to do something else . . . but I doubt it somehow. I genuinely can't see myself getting that enthused about ANYTHING today.
But we'll see . . .
So . . . in case I'm not back later, I'll say "Happy New Year" now. Hope it's a good one. For all of us! :)