It's a headache is all it is, a headache. New Year's Eve, that most overrated of evenings, the perennial anti-climax.
I never build it up, last year I stayed at home in Limerick with the folks and tomorrow night it's County Lucan and a few cans for me. Nought mad. I won't have it. Too damned expensive and shit. Fuck it, I'm not in any humour for bloggery, NO humour at all.
I'm going home to take the weight off the ground. Proper entry anon.