January 25, 2005
Snow Bunny
Why is it that everytime I travel I am always stuck next to that ONE OBNOXIOUS GUY on the plane? Last night, I sat next to that man for 8 hours. First, he took off his shoes. Granted, I know that's somewhat common...people do it all the time...to be more comfortable. But this man...oh this man...had the audacity to take off his socks too. Peef! And then he'd cross his legs and his bare foot would start etching its way over to my side. Gross. I think I just threw up a little in my mouth. Since we were taxi-ing forever, people were calling their posses to let them know we were delayed. I understand that. But when you're cramped on a full flight, you try your best to keep to yourself...it's common courtesy. This guy must have not gotten the memo. I swear even the pilot could hear him from the cockpit. It was absurd. To make things worse, he was an open-mouth loud chewer. Disgusting. He was always crowding my space, hogging the armrest and elbowing me. And he was so impatient with the flight attendants. Where's my water?! I need napkins! I just wanted to yell at him to simmer down (now)! They were doing the best they could. I just don't have very much tolerance for rude, impatient people. Ha.
So the reason I was on a plane was because I was in NY. I had such a great time, blizzard and all. I'm still stuck in that I-heart-NY-LA-sucks mood. It was exciting to be in the city with all that snow. I got to see all my friends there, with the one exception of Annie; we brunched it up with mimosas; watched football; went to a lesbian bar, which regardless of it's name wasn't so Heavenly; had snowball fights; watched an indoor soccer game; boozed it up; ate yummy vegan food; then throw in a little bit of modern art and a stroll through Central Park and I had a fan-fucking-tastic time.
January 14, 2005
January 05, 2005
55-19, Boom
This new year I haven't experienced the "fresh start oomph." I've been really down this holiday season and am not looking forward to 2005 at all. I've been cynical, pessimistic, and moody as shit. Usually this time of year, people are scrounging around making New Years Resolutions...listing them, getting pumped for them, breaking them. I haven't done any of that. I didn't really know what the cause of my apathy was. I thought, maybe it's because I've been sick (shut up, it's not because I'm a veg) and I'm never in a good mood when I'm sick...but I was thinking that was a bit of a cop-out excuse.
Well, today I was having lunch with Rasheed and it dawned at me why I've been feeling this way. Usually people are excited for the new year because they want to forget/move on from the previous year. They want that fresh start. They want to do things right...get their new, revived life started. Sometimes that involves an ex, a new job, a new attitude. They're excited about something in their life. And then Boom. There it was. That's exactly it. I simply am just not excited for this year. I have no New Years Resolutions (I'd just break them). I have nothing exciting and new to look forward to this year. Now...wait, wait, wait...it's not really as pathetic as it sounds. It's really just because I'm at a point in my life where I feel as though I am at a standstill. I don't really know what I'm doing. For so long now, I've just been going with the flow and enjoying life as it came to me. But I feel as though I've been riding this wave for too long now. I think it's time for me to move forward...but I don't really know what that means. I don't know where or what I want to move forward to. I just need to get my act together. This is all relating to me not wanting to turn a year older. I don't want to be this old, I don't want to be this old and still not know what I want to do with my life. I don't want it to be 2005. I don't want time to keep moving like it has. What happened to 2004? Where did it go? Last year felt like a flash of lightning. I don't want time to move forward. I want it to stay where it is...at least until I can figure out what to do...otherwise I feel like I'm just wasting my time. Damn. A little less pathetic, right? But maybe a little more sad...this is why I've been booing 2005.