Auld Lang Bleh

New Year's Eve is fast approaching and I have yet to make plans. Jezebel has a great post about the five types of New Year's Eve Parties (if anything, click it for the Barbara Streisand Video). I always seem to end up somewhere between "Oh there's just a place up the block" and "Oh, we went to bed at 11". Even Dick Clark seems depressing these days. Between the post-stroke struggle and his side-kick Ryan Seacrest, just watching the ball drop at home is irritating/a little sad.

Its my own fault though. I refuse to go to a club (ESPECIALLY on New Year's), I don't want to sit home, I'll tolerate a bar if its not impossible to actually get to the bar, house parties are a good alternative, but then there's the issue of finding a party... I tend to get a little picky. There seems to be all this pressure to end the year right, to get drunk, to evoke that nostalgia. Jezebel says it perfectly :

"And then sometimes it just works out. Your house party is awesome and everyone comes and has a great time. Or it was just the perfect bar. Or the couch was just fine and you (and, if you're lucky, someone special) curled up and enjoyed being home. And then at midnight everyone around you felt very close by, and those who couldn't make it felt very far away, and you smiled and hugged and maybe sang and just gushed about how wonderful New Year's is, really how wonderful. When else throughout the year, throughout life, do we ever all gather to celebrate the passing of time, rather than mourn it? It's a good, ancient thing. And something we should do more often"

If you have some good ideas for me you should leave them in comments... two days and counting to find those perfect plans.