Holy Shit! I'm not Y2K Compliant!

I've just discovered that I'm actually not Y2k compliant. Come the turn of the year, I will be stricken with fear. I will sit huddled in the corner screaching about all of these things that are new and strange to my primitive 19th century mind. Cars, Planes, Indoor Plumbing, The Super Bowl, The Internet, E-Mail, Women's Lib, Space Exploration, Television, Genetically Engineered Dinosaurs that run amock and kill everyone but the children on an island run by a mad man, Perl, Fast Food, Drive in Movie Theaters, Elvis Presley, The Spice Girls, The Beatles, Backmasking, Uninteruptable Power Supplies, Civ:CTP, Star Wars, Those Zero G pens that are supposed to work in space, chicken McNuggets, the assembly line, "Made in Taiwan", Simon and/or Garfunkle, The World Wide Web, hackers, crackers, slackers, Howard Stern, Indiana Jones, Citizen Kane, Psycho, Austin Powers, South Park, Disneyland, Disneyworld, Disney Inc. World War I and its less popular sequel: II, Ghostbusters and its less popular sequel: II, George Bush and his less popular sequel "Moron". The shock will likely kill me. I'm gonna have to seek out therapy, and fast because the days are ticking.