As New Year's Eve approaches, I always seem to not have a plan of action. Most years it ends up being a ton of fun, but there have been several colorless years.
Among the colossally boring ones:
'97: The most dreary ever. Two friends and I watching TV at home. 3 single guys, at home in a fun city.... watching tv? That could not be beat by anyone else. Two complete bores - my friends, and a completely annoyed me. No ideas. They didn't want to go out. No nothing. I fell asleep head of midnight.
'95: Some clueless friends and I driving around in a goddamned car doing nothing else. The hour struck and no one had a suggestion. Again, no ideas. How did I end up with these jokers? I missed going someplace else.
'98: Second boring year in a row! People I didn't want to be with and I in a snowbound house. Not one with any sense of fun or excitement. Again I was amazed at how I ended up there at all.
This year, I was thinking someplace tropical.... an island - Sri Lanka? 2 days ahead of a possible departure, still ain't sure. =) True to form.
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Ever get stuck with family - especially uncles and aunts? And not a shot of booze? Now we're talking!
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