I hate New Year's Eve
<I don't know why we make such a big deal out of just another night. We don't throw big parties every time January turns into February (Happy Birthday to our dead Presidents!) and we don't celebrate when October turns into November (even though November is MY birthday month). So what is the big deal with New Years Eve? It's only December turning into January ... Aren't we inflating the unnecessarily large ego of our holiday month? Like December needs ANOTHER reason to brag....
I've had mediocre New Years Eves and I've had bad ones. I've even had some New Years Eves that I barely remember the next morning, which might mean they were good but might instead just mean that I had a drinking problem. Invariably, though, the night ends up a giant disappointment. We spend days -- nay, weeks -- planning what we're going to do, (for the ladies) what we're going to wear, and with whom we're planning to spend the evening (which usually means which lucky guy is going to be on the receiving end of the always-special New Years Eve kiss). And after all the planning, talking, planning, discussing, and planning, we wake up the next morning wondering why we spent so much time worrying about one night.
Someone, please -- STOP THE MADNESS!