"The New Year waits, breathes, waits, whispers in darkness..."
2007 is almost done. It started rather awfully, leading me to have a certain trepidation about the start of 2008. Perhaps Januaries are now always going to be terrible? No reason at all to think this one will be (quite the contrary) but still I find myself thinking lines from Murder in the Cathedral, rather than gleefully concocting resolutions ("I will eat more ice cream") or thinking about funny hats and noisemakers.
Well, tonight there will be a party, there will be the zombie shambles that is now Dick Clark, there will be smooches with someone I like to smooch. And tomorrow....either
The Apocalypse!
or
Business as Usual!
Place your bets...
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