KirstenL4W

Today marks the end of the first decade of the 21st century. It’s also the end of the first decade of the new millennium. It’s a night when most of us like to go out and celebrate the fact that we hang a new calendar tomorrow. Sounds ridiculous when it’s said like that, doesn’t it? Mister and I were invited to a party, but we still aren’t sure at this point if we’ll go. We usually don’t like being out on NYE, since most people like to celebrate by consuming copious amounts of alcohol. While I’m not averse to having a drink or three, I prefer to do it in the safety of my own home, especially on a day where it’s considered sacrilege to abstain.

What we will definitely do is watch all the people who pack themselves on to the Las Vegas Strip on TV. The Strip closes to cars on NYE because about 300,000 people will be out there, drinking like fish, acting like idiots, and screaming, “WOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!” every time a camera pans by. It’s even more pathetic than watching people in Times Square, since it’s perfectly OK to have a drink as you walk down the Strip. Not legal, mind you, but it’s overlooked in the vicinity of the Strip. Anyway, you can watch it for yourself on our local news channel, KLAS. Keep in mind that I’m on US Pacific time, which is GMT-8. See my time here.

I remember when everyone was worried about Y2K. I was living on the east coast then, and had the weekend off from both jobs. I got up early to watch the celebrations around the world on CNN, and was able to see Sydney and Tokyo. I went out for provisions after lunch, then came home to watch the European celebrations, watched a movie as midnight crossed the Atlantic (I like to watch When Harry Met Sally on NYE since the final scene takes place at midnight). Then it was our big moment. I pretty much knew at this point that nothing would happen as far as Y2K went, since the rest of the world saw their clocks and calendars change with no ill effects, but you never know - there was still that chance since it was hyped beyond all belief. Down the ball in Times Square went, and then - TA DA! It was 2000. My clock did the same thing it does every single day. My computer still worked. My lights were still on, and I was watching the Times Square revelers disperse.

I called my mom to wish her a Happy New Year (and to see if the phone still worked) and continued to watch tv. Then my neighbor called and invited me over, so I went. I was fine with drinking since it was only a short crawl home, so I did just that. I drank. And drank. And drank. Then I puked and passed out. Or passed out, woke up, then puked. Either way, I got sick. I ended up crawling the 30ft home and passed out again, and ended up spending 1/1/00 with a major hangover. I’m pretty sure that was the last time I was hung over like that.

Anyway, it’s time to get myself dressed, go do a few errands, and get home before the mayhem begins. Happy New Year, everyone!

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