I'm like this except with red wine and good beer. The host of the party I went to (this is an upper class DC party) poured a bunch of whiskey into my glass of water but I couldn't drink it because it was making me feel like I was going to gag.
Well, mine is off to a superb start. Got to see the Crue perform and watch Tom Green parade with what seemed to be John the Baptist's head on a stick. Just won't be the same when Jay's gone...
I never got too excited about the whole New Year's thing. Maybe at the Tricentenial or whatever it is called in 2076 I'll show a bit more enthusiasm.
I'll be 89 years old on the Tricentennial. I'm going to get drunk and fuck some babes. I hope by then we'll have that new technology that repairs cell damage and makes you young forever.