Last day of 2003. All the goddamn drunks will be out tonight, and I will get to see a great portion of them at my restaurant. Luckily I only have to go in for drawer change. Should be safe enough to drive there and back, ought to be home by 10 or 10:30. I hate going out on New Years Eve. I don’t mind getting drunk, but I need to be off the next day, and can’t drive. That way when I blow chunks I am not doing anything important. That and the fact that I have to be back at work at 6am tommorow.