I am from the future. I am speaking to all of you who are in the past.
It's 12:28 am on 1 January 2012.
Everything is still the same. Except that my bedside light blew and we don't have the right bulbs to replace it. Which wouldn't be an issue if I didn't have a baby to tend to at odd hours of the night. Y'know.
Oh. And my birthday is still in 5 days.
Same ol' same ol.
There was no apocalypse when the new year ticked over. No judgement day, no alien invasion, no delayed Y2K.
Although the Lotto site did say it was closed down just a second ago....but it seems to be back up and running now.
Aside from that, considering this is supposed to be the world's last year of existance, New Years' Eve was excruciatingly uneventful. Jackass and James Bond on TV, and crappy music that you'd only bob your head to and sing along with if you've had more than 9 beers...and there was heavy fog so the firework display looked like lightning strikes in a cloud...
...so watching South Park now...
...lol Butters got run over... is that a guy dressed as a woman?...ha ha ha,
"Butters is one of those people you can never remember if he was there or not"
......... *facepalm*
Butters thinks he's Mexican?
Huuuuu.
Okay, I'm over it, I'm going to bed. This episode sucks.
G'night!