Saturday, December 31, 2011

Treatise of One New Years


Hello peoples of the internet.  I must say, you’re looking fabulous tonight.  Did you get a new haircut?  Or maybe it's just all those good holiday vibes?  Either way, it's that time of the month again where I've built up the energy to post a new, umm... article?... on the Hiatus.  I never really know what to call these things.  Maybe rant is more appropriate?  Ooo, or treatise?  Makes it sound so 1850's.  Let's go with that.

More than any other holiday bar the 4th of July, I look forward to embracing New Year’s Eve with open arms.  And not just because this year I get to bulge my eyeballs while saying "Twenty-Twelve" like the end of the world is doomingly near.  New Year’s Eve is the only holiday where it's socially acceptable to drink dangerous amounts of alcohol alone while shooting fireworks off my balcony and watching YouTube videos on how to fulfill the past years' resolution (learn how to Moonwalk).  Ok, fair enough, so maybe none of those things are socially acceptable.  But for the sake of this treatise let's just pretend they are.  And while we're at it, let's also pretend that a horde of cockroaches didn't break into my storage unit, take refuge in my box full of DVDs, and subsequently shit in every single case and on every CD over the past 11 months.

Today started off appropriately great.  I woke up with a hangover at 1 pm to my neighbors with the white paint-splotched roof screaming at each other because the woman who owns the house locked the tenants out, and one of the tenants needed his clothes to go to work.  So naturally, I sat in the quiet listening to the drama unfold instead of doing something productive.  A lot of F-bombs were flying around and I thought about bringing over some of the cookies I had baked as a gesture of peace and goodwill just to shut them up, but in my silent observance I got hungry and ate them all instead.  Oh well.

After I got bored of the yelling, I turned up some City and Colour and got to celebrating.  Which brings me to now.  So if you'll excuse me, I've got some fireworks to tend to.  Happy New Year’s everyone!  I hope you manage the holidays without losing any of the important limbs/digits.  See you next year.

2 comments:

  1. Limbs and digits still intact - huzzah!
    Happy New Year, and hope you now can moonwalk like a pro.

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