I got to midnight. New Year's Eve was second only to the 24 hours after we found out what had happened in complete shittiness.
For a year that started out OK, it's ended pretty bloody awful.
Still, and right now I don't care about tempting fate, I don't see how 2010 (or for that matter the next decade) can get any worse. It's started with me drunk on most of a bottle of wine, and not in a good way, after spending most of the day in tears. Maybe that's where I've been going wrong, starting every year on a high. Maybe I need to start 1st January on a downer. So that there's plenty of room for things to improve.
Jools Holland just finished. Bedtime, I think.