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| PearlBlueSoul |
on Sat 31 Dec 11, 2:25 PM to PearlBlueSoul's blog.
There's something terribly amiss. How come I don't feel like a world-class loser?
My New Year eve will be much like my Christmas. Respecting tradition and savouring the atmosphere by spending it entirely alone, on a couch, in front of a luxurious television, watching old British sitcoms and trashy American TV docs, eating a massive posh cheescake and gently time-travelling toward the stoned age ohhhhh yeeeeaahhhhh.
My favourite bit is when it's New Year, and I've totally missed the countdown, and pass out on the couch from a mixture of low-grade skunk and gluttony coma. That's doing New Year in style, I tell you. Start as you mean to go on. And I don't fancy starting it counting backwards while drunk.
About half the people I ask about their plans, they're off to some club/pub/warehouse/party/thing, but they 'don't really want to go'. DON'T GO! wtf but they're going anyway. Because it's tradition, right? Fair enough. Way I see it, there are more than enough onerous obligations in life as it is. There's probably something not right when the things that are supposed to be memorable fun, aren't. And there's something definitely not right when I'm getting away with not feeling like a cast-iron, 100% loser.
I blame women (but don't tell them that, or they'll start tutting and putting their boobs away).
| 31 Dec 11, 3:07 PM littlenic 5 yrs |
I've had a couple of invitations to quiet nights with friends, but have spurned them for solitude / telly / downloads / bad BAD food. 'Twas mostly ever thus for NYE. I've been out twice - once, to Glasgow, was quite good fun, though spending the first 40 mins of the new year on the street as the hotel fire alarm went off was quite tedious. The other time, to a huge 80s party in Manchester, was a disaster. Both of these evenings were fifteen or so years ago, and taught me well... Yeah. Quiet times, reflection, and then up early for New Year's Day fun when the whole year is available to be grabbed by the balls. Much more my deal.
Enjoy your evening. I suspect you will. |
