I feel kind of like I should give Street Fighter 2010 another go or something to kick off the year, but instead I spent the actual first day of the year penciling comics while practically sitting on my floor heater.

It seems like every year since the millenium, we’ve survived many famous fictional apocolypses. Even though we’re edging nearer and nearer to the infamous year 2012, I’m still kind of let down that the start of last decade didn’t bring The Day of Lavos interrupted by the crash of the mysterious Superdimensional Fortress One, and followed shortly by the Second Impact.

We’re living on borrowed time here, people.