December 28, 1999.

Since I've received a bit of encouragement from my small audience (read: Q, Pixie, Stacy & the Boy), I've decided to draw more cartoon strips illustrating stupid drinking moments in my life. This decision came at a very fortuitous time: there was absolutely nothing to do at work today, as everyone was more sensible than myself and stayed on hols. So I spent the afternoon perfecting my stick figure drama. I'm very pleased with One Stupid Decision - part III (also known as May 10); not only does it have a fantasy forklift sequence, but the captions are particularly scintillating:

final panel:

...eventually, I crawled off to bed. My very drunk sweetie decided that I needed to sleep alone, so he fell asleep on the floor, in his underwear. The next day he told everyone that I'd denied his poor, freexing, half-naked self blankets, but that was just a smoke screen to cover his own stupid decision.

Is there a law that demands every member of the media must use the phrase "last ____ of the millenium" in every goddamn reference to every stupid nose-picking event taking place in the next 4 days?? God, it's annoying. In self defense, I'm attempting to take back that evillest of evil words, "millenium" by using it at every opportunity. Everything silver or shiny or glittery is a token of the new millenium. Hub caps, champagne glasses, rearview mirrors, everything. Now I'm desensitized to it, so I guess my program worked after a fashion. Can't do anything about you people, though.

Apparently, the the top song of the millenium is "Smells Like Teen Spirit," followed closely by "How Soon Is Now?" And speaking of things I've become sick of and/or desensitized to, can we stop showering accolades on the fucking Pixies-wannabe song?? I used to like that song, in fact I used to love that song. I used to listen to it on the bathroom radio, lock the door, and headbang until the towel rack was the only thing keeping me standing. But I am heartily tired of being "reminded" that the height of modern culture came and went when I was 15. I mean, as if I wasn't convinced of that already...