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Okay, really. You folks are breathing. Hopefully, if the Swine Flu has tapped it's little hooves on your door, you only wish you won't survive. Things may be blink on the job-front, but you've at least got the snarky support of your invisible on line friends here at DP. It's not that you don't have a life; it's that you're life may not always be the TV-portrayal of what Your Life Is Supposed To Be.
Traditional New Years Eve from my youth was making what my brother called "cannibal sandwiches" (shudder), watching TV with my siblings, drinking cola until we were wired enough to stay up til midnight and maybe playing some cards.
As a young adult (ie, 18-25), I had a few "dance all night" NYE, but also had a few "in bed by 10 cause really, it's just another night" and some "gather with friends until midnight, then be home by 1am". These days, I alternate between the last two. But it's still a life, and it's an evening I choose.
So what are you choosing to do this evening, besides taking down the old LOLCATS calendar and putting up the new LOLRUS calendar? And of course, not driving if you're drinking, because I want you all here on DP-life club by noon tomorrow. 3pm at the latest.
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