New Years Eve exists exclusively for a minority group of people: women who have been dating a man for 6-12 months. Less than that and it's still not that serious, and longer than that, this wouldn't be your first New Years Eve together.
NYE triggers some sort of mechanism in women that drives this need for this cathartic movie experience that isn't really possible any other time of year. It's cold, your faces are red and you're buzzed with champagne, and all of a sudden that guy you weren't so sure about turns into the love of your life. For a second you see marriage and babies and how cute this memory will be in old age.
Then around March you realize that same guy is the lump that's still farting on your couch and you want to die.
This year I didn't even get myself worked up over making plans. I was in bed at 10 and completely slept through it. As I was falling asleep I whispered a soft prayer, "suck it, 2008" and fell asleep smiling.
So far 2009 has been promising. My boss stormed through my office, ripped one of his framed posters off the wall to take with him and declared he is retiring and "fuck this place". I can't tell how serious this is yet. He's prone to hysterics.
I'm finally regaining some color back into my skin from the great Tennessee alcohol bender. My liver likes to give me friendly reminders that it's working with me as a favor and can pack up and quit at any time. Point taken.
I've been on this japanese food craving kick. I've been throwing down tons of cash I don't have for sushi. Last night I felt like that scene from Rosemarry's Baby where she scarfs down the raw meat for the satan child that dwells inside her. Other than sushi I've been eating total garbage junk food. I seem to be losing weight though which has me concerned I may have some sort of invasive cancer. So after a week straight of oreos and raw fish I'm sure my intestines are already having a memorable 2009.
the stroke of midnight found me watching kitten videos on cute overload and my husband hollering the countdown from another room.
i don't know if that's a bad omen [the fact that we weren't together for the first 5 seconds of 2009] but i've already thrown my back out so bad i haven't been able to walk for almost 3 days. i'm guessing that being in bed before all the hubbub and nonsense was probably a good thing...so lucky for you!
Posted by: katinka | January 03, 2009 at 09:49 PM
based on your posts about your Christmas I think you're doing well.. I would just take it easy about everything and get over it all.. my Christmas sucked as I was sick I feel as though I missed the entire thing anyway, wishing you a good 2009.......
Posted by: Karen | January 04, 2009 at 01:42 PM
I played video games until I fell asleep at 11:15ish. There was no other way I wanted to begin the New Year.
Posted by: Fayza | January 07, 2009 at 08:13 AM