So, what’s everyone doing for New Year’s alias Y2K?..partying, praying, worrying, hiding …?
Sitting at my desk making sure the systems don’t crash. 
My wife and I are going over to another couple’s house. The ladies are pregnant, so it’s up to him and me to drink for four. 
I looked in the mirror today/My eyes just didn’t seem so bright
I’ve lost a few more hairs/I think I’m going bald - Rush
Going to my SO’s mom’s house. She’d be alone otherwise, so we’re going to surprise her with filet mignon, some fresh lobster, champagne, cheescake, the whole nine yards. She’s been pretty down lately due to some health problems, so we want to make sure she has some fun.
I’m going to be with my brother’s family for a little while and then over to a friends house for a little party. I’ll have both of my kids w/me and my S.O. will have his son with him so we won’t do too much.
I’m going to take pictures of the kids at midnight so I can show them where they were when the new millenium came.
Well, I bought into the Millenium Hype (but I love Vegas too, so hey…). I am (along with a dozen friends) following the M-I-S-S-I-P-P-I south to New Orleans from Toronto (ok, not totally follwing) in a road trip that has us stopping in the Windy City, Graceland and wherever else isn’t snow-covered on the way down.
There is a Jazz Funeral for the last thousand years (notice I omitted the term millenium) complete with N.O. style funeral procession in the streets and we’re going to have a great time!
Assuming we feel up to it (and the world hasn’t ended), we’re gonna crawl home and one day tell our grandkids all about it (or at least give them the abridged version).
kylen
ps - if anybody has ideas on what to do in New Orleans, please email me…
My SO and I are going to a party in the neighborhood – close enough to dash home in case of Apocalypse. I thought about doing something “big,” but I thought I’d rather pass the milestone (and I would use the “M” word, but I don’t wanna hijack the thread) with folks I know and care care about.
My older brother will be at work. My Dad, younger brother and kid sister will be sitting up with my paranoid sister-in-law, who half expects Jesus to walk in the door at 12:01.
Nobody I know is hoarding, but we all have a few days’ worth of canned vagies and candles in the pantry, just in case school is closed for a day or two.
I think it is hilarious that for years people have been using the phrase “gonna party like it’s 1999”, and now that it’s finally here, all the hotels are way underbooked!
Milk the cows then set the alarm an extra 15 ninutes early for New Years Day in case I have to get the generator running to do the morning milking. Other than that I have no idea what I’ll be doing yet.
I’ll be bunkered in the office with my fellow IS workers. I decided to bring a few videos to keep everyone’s mind off the impending collapse of the world: Soylent Green, The Omega Man and Planet of the Apes.
Pulling my 12 hr shift…work goes on end of the world or not.
If you can’t convince them, confuse them.
Harry S. Truman
My destination is the Florida Panhandle.
I had trouble finding a room near Times Square.
My good friend Jett booked 4 rooms in a ****hotel in downtown Cowtown. We’re gonna have a par-tay.
Organizing something akin to a cyberpunk passion play for fellow Live-Action Roleplayers.
Assuming that trying to get the g-d thing finished in the next eight days doesn’t kill me first.
JMCJ
Die, Prentiss, Die! You will never have a more glorious opportunity!
I’ll be doing the same as Padeye–sitting in the office with my fellow IS workers waiting to see if the hospital comes to a screeching halt at the stroke of midnight. But we’re bringing lots of food and music so we won’t be that bored. (Especially if it does come to a screeching halt!)
…what the French call, a certain “I-don’t-know-what”
Ascending bodily into heaven at the Rapture.
Hope to see you there.
Peace.
…at the world’s biggest New Year party (well, it has been every year for the last four or five anyway). I have my tickets for the street party in Edinburgh, I have the train tickets from London to Edinburgh, I have space in a flat lined up. Last time I was there there were 300,000 people out in the centre. This year…who knows.
Nothing, that I know of.
Doesn’t this belong in MPSIMS?
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I get to work
Well, as my mother is getting along in her years I thought it would be nice to be with her. Usually I would sleep or be with some girl but sometimes you just have to honor the person who gave birth to you even if you tink sometimes they did some nasty things to you.