Despite finally learning to accept the fact that I might never
know why my first Year In Review post is so popular, I still feel pressure to
produce a great edition, so here goes my 2015 effort:
It’s been a strange year, to say the least. It started off on a
hopeful note, with a new, full time job. But it quickly went downhill when I
was once again out of work. Then two part-time positions followed; one crappy,
which I voluntarily quit to take on a better one, which I then lost, making it
the fourth job I lost in a 16-month period. Then - oh miracle of miracles! - my
current position comes along. What did I do to deserve such a wonderful job? Oh
yeah, that’s right – I suffered through the worst (I hope, anyway) 18 months of
my life. It is not ideal but oh how I love it, for many, many reasons, not the
least of which is it was directly responsible for one of the best nights of my
life.
It was in early December. There were some Facebook posts concerning
it, but nothing on this forum. And I am not going to go into too much detail
here (it really is best told verbally) but it revolved around a Strip-based
company event. My partner in crime was a co-worker, whose drop-dead
gorgeousness literally opened doors or, rather, got velvet ropes lifted! We
paid for only one drink all night, our first. At least eight others followed
for me (that’s the ones I remember). There was a lot of my saying “She’s got a
boyfriend” to guys inquiring about her; and me asking the one guy who didn’t
but instead actually talked to me if he was part of a hogging event. And
telling him that if he was, he’d definitely win with me.
And whilst it will literally go down as one of the top ten best
nights of my life, what makes it even more remarkable is the fact that it was
followed by four days of my not drinking any alcohol. I will pause a minute to
let that sink in. Yes, for the first time since maybe the age of 16, I
voluntarily did not drink for four whole days (I am surprised Franzia did not
declare bankruptcy). It was only after a 7-Eleven Big Bite (onions, relish and
ketchup) and a Big Gulp (Pepsi) did I finally feel in the mood to imbibe again
(those Big Bites – kill or cure as far as I am concerned). I mean, I have gone
longer not drinking (way longer), but not on a voluntary basis. And as a matter
of fact, there are two nights a year when I purposely do not hit the hooch -
January 1 and December 30. Because I always plan to get smashed the following
days (birthday and New Year’s Eve) and so I want to give my body a break, to
recalibrate, and prep for the onslaught (I drink especially heavy on those two
nights).
What else?
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Still no sex (that is three and a half years now).
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Saw five movies in the movie theater – the most I have seen in one
year since I moved to Las Vegas.
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Lost six pounds.
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Spent 14 hours away from Sammy, the longest I have ever been away
from him; he didn’t care, though, because that was the week JTV was visiting so
he had someone around to bite (all human flesh is the same to him).
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Left the Las Vegas city limits for the first time since I moved
here eight years ago; yeah, it was only 33 miles away and I was gone for less
than 10 hours but still.
So, all in all, not the worst year of my life (2014 still holds
(and I hope will hold forever) that title), but not the best either (don’t
really have a contender for that title; maybe 2009 when I met Sammy) but not
bad at all. Hope your 2015 was great and your 2016 will be even better!
