Happy NEW YEAR!!!!

How very nice it is to wish you all a happy new year from Sydney.

I managed to get a front row seat for the big night. A Pyrmont park was the venue I ended up in after several hours at a friend's house party were I was hit on by a red head and we listened to Katy Perry.

Anyway, the fireworks went off with a bang (literally) and the Harbour looked like a Christmas tree on acid. It got so crazy out there that the bridge was almost completely obscured by smoke from the crackers going off at regular intervals.

And of course the cigar smoke from my friends kept wafting over the breeze toward small children lined up behind us, but all in all it was a fabulous celebration - capped off by a mate's realisation right after the 12 minute salute to 2009 that he hadn't gotten laid all year.

So - HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

I wish I could say I have a new years' resolution, but I don't. I could steal one from the news.com article about weird resolutions around the world. I could eat more yak meat, or vote democrat (not bloody likely) or I could go with the usual drink less and quit smoking. I do neither, but it's the thought that counts!

Of course, I have to get offline now. Unlike all you lucky bastards, us journos actually have to go to work tomorrow. Yeah, I'm gonna have so much fun calling sources for stories on a god-damned public holiday....

Love Miss Flea xx