No, really, I mean it. Get drunk, get laid, and get ready for a new year of the same sh*t we had last year.
My favorite thing about 2013 is that there'll be no talk about people getting married on 13.13.13, unlike all the retards that got married on 12.12.12 because it was "luls". Need to finish this bottle of champagne before I lose the ability to focus. My ability to write coherent English while intoxicated amazes me. It also means I'm not drunk enough. Bubbly water tends to do the trick.
By the way, have you guys made any resolutions this year? I tend to not make that stuff, because I know I can't keep them. I do intend to stop smoking sometime this year. Not because it's a goal or anything, I just don't feel "the buzz" anymore from smoking, which is a clear sign that I'm now just smoking because I'm addicted, which is not good. Time to change it up. Also, lung cancer is bad, or so I've been told.
Happy New Year, bitches! Live long and prosper.