I Fall in Love Too Easily

I am very glad to be home after an abbreviated day of work. It’s New Years Eve and to be in Manhattan, or more precisely anywhere near midtown is insane. I work in midtown. I was a bit bitter earlier and I was not going to write because of that bitterness.

Who wants to read a bitter rant on New Years Eve? That’s why there are 364 other days to write. But sometimes the bitterness comes to a boil and it’s usually best to do something about it. It’s not just bitterness, maybe that is a little too strong a word.

Perhaps it’s the holiday pressure, working retail, trying to get out of a city that a lot of people are trying to get into. In any event, I am simply glad to be home.

We do have plans, Bill & I. We’re heading out to Arthur’s Steakhouse for dinner in a little while, followed by cigars and a stroll around Hoboken, then back home for a spell before heading over to Rand & Lisa’s.

I’m just feeling so beaten that I would be content to stay home. But it will be good to see Rand & Lisa, as well as other friends. I haven’t seen rand since October and I saw Lisa briefly on the street on Christmas Eve. When I saw Lisa I had just gotten off the bus after work so who knows what state of mind I appeared to be in.

We’re leaving at 8:30 and right now it’s 8:13. Animal Crackers is on right now. Bill never saw it before whereas I’ve seen it at least a dozen times. It is good to laugh. Of course I am distracted by the Marx Brothers and find myself watching them, instead of writing.

It’s now 8:20. I had better start getting ready. I will right more when I get back from dinner. Still haven’t left yet. Bill had some last minute thing to do on the computer so I’m watching Chico & Harpo Marx play cards with Margaret Dumont.

Now we’re home. Dinner was nice at Arthur’s. Don’t eat steak so much these days so it was special for me and Bill. He’’s watching his weight and no more sweets, no more Cinnabon. He did allow himself a slice of Chocolate Mousse cake since it’s a special occasion.

We’re listening to the B-52’s Funplex cd right now, just getting things ready before we head over to Rand and Lisa’s. I’m enjoying my cigar, a La Flor Dominicana Air Bender Valiente, which is perfect after a steak dinner. So I think I did good.

Not so much bitterness, just avoided all of that all together. No need to get into the ugly things in the past. Wouldn’t do me any good. A pint of Guinness is much more fitting to my mindset this New Year’s Eve.

I certainly hope that 2011 will be a better time for all concerned and Bala Cynwid gets it’s godforsaken act together. That’s all for now.

Have a happy and safe new year. Best wishes.

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