End of the world as we know it...and I feel fine

So... the world did not, in fact come to an end. Damn.

I spent the evening at the Bollywood bar with my brother and some friends- downing wine like... well, like there was no tomorrow. How am I going to explain that to the lovely, obliging people at VISA who probably expect me to come up with money to pay for last night's shenanigans? 

Uhh, uhh. Just as well, I suppose. The only place that was supposed to be safe from the annihilation was in France. FRANCE? As if. Ask any English, Belgian or American- that's the first place God would destroy...