Happy new years eve folks.
As your resident Hairy Highlander I've got myself enough drink to kill a bull and I'm slowly making my way through it. (eight beers, three bottles of wine and a bottle of whisky for insurance) *bull killing citation required*
Unfortunately plans fell through so instead of spending new year with Michelle and the cats I'm spending new year in heart broken grumpy isolation with alcohol and computer parts.
I'll have a least a little fun and I hope the rest of the village has a great start to the new year.
Here's a glass to the Village, the things it's lost, the things it stands to gain and the community it represents.
