Some may call this night, amateur night. People aren’t enamored with New Year’s Eve as they used to be it seems. But me, on the other hand, I love this holiday. A good New Year’s Eve party?!? What’s better than that? Some king crab, champagne, tequila of course, there’s really nothing better. You get to dress up nice and go out with friends one more time for the holiday season, and then real life sets in on Jan 2 and you’re back at work again.
There’s nothing worse than a shitty New Year’s Eve party, the one where you pay a hundred bucks to sit in a crowded bar to drink shitty liquor. I’ll pay a little extra on New Year’s to have a good time, plus, the getting to dress nice thing is what really attracts me. I wear a fucking purple polo, khakis, and sneakers to work everyday. I purple fucking polo. I have to wear that, it’s part of the dress code at work, and that alone is enough to make me want to quit and just blog full-time.
I recently got paid for writing blogs for the first time this year, which was a goal of mine. So, anyone who thinks I’m an asshole for writing these stupid blogs, well guess what? Look who has a hundred bucks now!?! Of course, I’m not making money for this blog, it’s for someone else’s, but hey, fuck it, three years and a hundred posts later, I’m rich!
This year, I don’t know where the party is going to be for us, but I hear they do an acorn drop here in Raleigh. It’s like the ball dropping in New York, but…it’s an acorn, you get the idea. Go watch that, get my midnight makeout in with my wife, have a glass of wine or six and get into bed ready for the new year.
I’m not sure what I should do for a New Year’s resolution this year. The only one I ever think of has to do with eating healthier and getting to the gym more, but I’m really sick of that one. I really hate the gym, and that blog that’s paying me a few bucks here and there requires me to drink beer every week. Who woulda thought? I love food way too much, but maybe I can eat a little healthier, but I already eat healthy breakfast and lunch everyday. I’m two-thirds healthy, it’s not going to get better than that for me.
So, this year, I want my resolution to be living in a house by the end of the year. But that’s not really a resolution. I can’t just wake up one day and be like, “you know what? Today is the day I stop living in an apartment and I’m moving into that house, whether the family who lives there likes it or not.” That won’t work.
Maybe my resolution will be to be nicer. No, never mind.
Yeah, I’m going to have to be my same old self next year, because I really fucking like it. I did a resolution last year and I resolved to stop writing for 6 months, mainly because I got some negative feedback, BUT NOT THIS YEAR! I will keep pressing forward, hopefully eventually being able to write enough to never have to go to work again. That would be perfect, unrealistic, but perfect.
I wish you all a happy New Year as this will be the last blog of the year. Hope you enjoyed what I’ve written this year. I’ve also written a novel last year. It will most likely never be published judging by the feedback I’ve received thus far, but who knows, maybe I’ll self publish it. Fifty Shades of Grey was self-published and that filthy book made millions. Although my book is not a sex book, which is probably more appealing. See you all in the new year.