It is 2009 in Brisbane. This is me in the future wishing all y’all still in the past a happy new year. The International Date Line is magic!
Right now, our best friend Evan is somewhere over the Pacific Ocean. He’ll be here this afternoon. Poor dude doesn’t get a NYE. I know he’s a little pissed that he’s stuck on an airplane instead of stuck in some hipster Portland bar kissing a cute girl, but I think he’ll be less pissed once he sees the stripper we hired to meet him at the terminal. Because we are classy best friends like that.
