Seriously, my favorite New Years have been the ones where I just chill out at home, grill up a big steak, throw in a good first person shooter, and death match all night while pounding back Crown and Cokes with my dog. There always seems to be some sort of major drama every year I go out with a girlfriend, or some dumb ass friend. Not worth the hassle.
It was very liberating the first year I didn't succumb to the "You're a loser if you don't go out with 34,297 people to celebrate." pressure.
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