It's okay. We had a good run.
I'd like to take a minute to thank each of you, the handful of faithful readers who amuse me by tolerating my rants on hand soap, books, commuting, and the other 598 things I've complained about this year. Also, my love of food, film, and Britannia.
So to M, N, W, R, J, S, A, P, and the rest: you guys rock. Don't go too crazy tonight. I need you to make it to the apocalypse, so I can sell you to the robots for wifi and peanut butter.