I worked til 8pm, took the bus home. Putting the littlest kid to bed. Falling asleep next to my already asleep husband. Waking up at 5am to go back to work.
Well, a boring evening topped off with a shot of 21 year old Balvenie Portwood at the stroke of midnight.
To a better 2012 for all of us.
Just turned midnight here. Someone is shooting off a gun. Whee.
I ordered pizza, watched TV, played on my Nintendo DS.
Soooo exciting.
We were watching Adam Richman in Man vs. Food. Again.
10:50 PST and here I am, surfing the SDMB. Woot.
I just got home from tag-team babysitting seven kids with a coworker. They were very good and went to bed before 9 and then the parents didn’t show up until 1:30.
Profitable, but really rather dull. I didn’t expect dull with that many kids and the oldest being 8.
See this, except my dogs, wife, and children are asleep.
I mixed an orange pomegranate martini and fell asleep on the couch after cleaning the kitchen and watching a bunch of Phineas And Ferb.
I was trying to watch Blue Collar Rides Again when i fell asleep. Now i am goofing off online, but earlier i called my dear Stephen.
Went to a party at my brother-in-law’s where we put together a kitty puzzle with the nieces and had a MAS*H marathon. There was plenty of wine and beer and cognac for the older folks, sure, but not one of the wildest parties ever.
We were watching TV last night. I fell asleep around 11:30. I woke up around 12:30, unaware I’d fallen asleep. Then my husband turned off the TV and that was that till this morning. To add to the boredom, we were watching reruns of The Big Bang Theory that we’d seen at least 2 or 3 times already.
woohoo.
I WIN.
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[li]The power was out for 4+ hours.[/li]
[li]It was 33 degrees outdoors and heavily misting/raining all day.[/li]
[li]Indoor temperature was less than 55 degrees in the house (I had to wear my winter coat and hat indoors).[/li]
[li]My only accomplishment consisted of adding hideous plastic riser legs to a grotty Goodwill couch with iridescent “French provincial” “velvet” upholstery.[/li]
[li]And I went to bed at 8:30 pm.[/li][/ul]
Top THAT, you slugs! :eek:
My roommate and his girlfriend and I watched the two guys jump a dirtbike and a snowmachine 400 feet (121 meters) over San Diego Harbor.
On TV.
Sober.
Sigh.
We ended up watching a depressing movie about the worst party in history…The Celebration. It’s a Danish movie, about a family gathering to celebrate the patriarch’s 60th birthday. As they sit down to dinner, the oldest son stands up to make a toast and…
accuses his father of sexually abusing him and his twin sister throughout their childhood, resulting in his sister’s suicide.
It was actually a very good movie, but not the cheeriest.
At least I got two hanks of yarn wound into balls.
Sushi, chardonnay, Doctor Who marathon. I wasn’t bored, but my younger self was utterly disgusted with me. 
went out for usual Saturday night event, (grown superhuge due to NYE) got headache, came home early. Had tea and toast at midnight. Listened to gunfire amid the fireworks. yawn
The Fella and I both brought colds back from our Xmas trip to Louisiana and Texas, so we spent NYE under the influence of cold meds, watching TV and munching on eggrolls and fresh fruit, drinking tea.
Not the most exciting NYE I’ve ever spent, but not the worst either.
We planned to do more, but thanks to that inevitable person at work who heroically comes in when sick and infects the rest of us, I developed the cold from hell and it really got ramped up yesterday. So, dinner, a dvd, and an early night with my bottle of Ny-Quil was how I spent the only holiday in 2011 that my husband and I could actually share due to conflicting work schedules. I’ll be pretty pissed off once the drugs wear off.
I had a boring New Year’s Eve, hurray! I decided to have a Ray Harryhausen film festival, and fell asleep during the first movie. I was awakened at midnight by outside noise (nearby fireworks, or distant gunfire), but I soon fell back asleep.
I spent New Year’s Eve fixing a bug in an open-source project that nobody uses. It took three hours to track down and the diff was 19 bytes.
I also ate some Cheeze-Its.
Beat that.
Dang … you win.
The Cheez-it breath put you on top, in my book.