What The Hell Does Rant Mean?

For New Years, I spent the evening at Jake and Becca’s house where I always have a room.  Hee hee.  Well needless to say I drank plenty of Jager.  A lot.  But I only drank Jager.  I went to bed fine.  Feeling great.  I wake up in the morning.  Oh dear.  I had inadvertently taken everything out of the nightstand drawer and sicked into the drawer.  I have no recollection of this, but it’s not a very fun way to wake up to the New Year.  Maybe this is a sign I should add no more drink to my list of resolutions.  Quite frankly though, I hate the fact people make resolutions on a specific day of the year when they can just make them anytime.  It’s really just an excuse to misbehave as much as possible during the holidays and “repent” for the New Year’s.  But I guess people need religion in all forms.