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01/03/2004 Entry: "New Year"
Ok so I am already lapsed three days on my New Year's resolution to blog more in the new year. I think part of my hesitation in blogging every day has been there has not been that much poetry stuff going on in my life lately, but as Omar has told me I always have stuff to write about and most of it is pretty funny. So this year you might hear about my real life brushings with vampires, the students I work with selling empty chocolate wrappers on the train and the one ear to rule them all.
But right now let me tell you about my New Year. I didn't want to leave my house. A trend for 2003. I was watching Tv's most outrageous live moments, which was hilarious. This one older white woman was asked in a live news interview, If the hat she was wearing was her secret to keeping warm? She responded in a very matter of fact way, all in one breath, "I have no secrets. I am angry. I had to work today. Have to make a living. I would rather have a private income and get laid; well and often." Then walked away. I laughed for ten minutes. I debated not going anywhere and just spending the night at home with Jeannie, but obligations and the fear of regret got me off the couch and into the unseasonably warm night.
Jeannie and I then went to forbidden city on the east side to spend the new year with some friends. It was a good drunken time. I spent the New Year with friends I had never spent a new year's with. I had numerous glasses of champagne, midori sours and kahlua & milks. It was pretty packed. There was no cover. A lot of people thought they were dancing. At about 2:30 Jeannie came down with a migraine, so we went home where she spent a long time throwing up. I was still drunk the next afternoon when I woke up. Happy New Year 2004!!!
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