I hope every­body had a great New Year’s Eve. I know I did. Reaper had a huge par­ty at his place, and from his bal­cony we had a prime view of the NYE fire­works on Syd­ney Har­bour. Need­less to say I had heaps of fun. Reaper’s punch (i.e. of the bev­er­age vari­ety) was very decep­tive. I watched him make it (and helped a lit­tle), so I knew exact­ly how much alco­hol was in it. How­ev­er, it did­n’t taste very alco­holic. I woke up the next morn­ing with a mon­ster hang­over, and spent most of New Year’s day in bed. Thanks for putting up with my bitch­ing and whin­ing, Reaper. You’re a pal.