2005 - 2009:
Thank goodness, Tom put on some sort of music for the year change.
2005 - 2009:
Ryan had heard a Chinese sound.
2005 - 2009:
The year change celebration was at Ryan's house in Branford, Connecticut.
2005 - 2009:
But there were not that many people there.
2005 - 2009:
I asked Eliza to take a photograph of the shitty fireworks display, while I ignited it. Her photo was as shitty as a shit.
2005 - 2009:
I didn't want one because it was 2008.
2005 - 2009:
Having the bottles on his hands made him real drunk.
2005 - 2009:
Everyone had alcohol.
2005 - 2009:
I would say that there were perhaps one dozen people. On average.
2005 - 2009:
Eliza didn't seem to have a problem with the lack of people.
2005 - 2009:
A few days prior to the year change; nearly everyone I knew had gotten gifts, on the same day as Jesus of Nazureth's birthday.
2005 - 2009:
Hugh finally brought some action: He had pointed out that Ryan had accidently taped some bottles to his hands. He was an idiot.
2005 - 2009:
Everyone got a fucking sparker. I didn't want one.
2005 - 2009:
It was horrifyingly boring, as both Jen and Hugh could never stop yawning.
2005 - 2009:
This year change party was such garbage, that I couldn't even read the television. This party was going to hell.
2005 - 2009:
I couldn't believe my brain, as there was so much celebrating; on behalf of Jesus of Nazureth.
2005 - 2009:
First things were first; 2007 years had passed since Jesus of Nazureth had started his business.
2005 - 2009:
Hugh agreed that the tape bottles were gay.
2005 - 2009:
Boy, Ryan was fucking wasted with those stupid tape bottles.
2005 - 2009:
There was food and shit; I was hungry, therefore I ate a good amount of it.
2005 - 2009:
The celebrating continued with the year change. But the celebrating that occurred for the Inevitable year change was terribly minimal.