When we meet again it’ll be 2009. Oh how the time seems to fly out the window and land on my face. Tonight Sam, Kiki, and I will have a quiet evening at home with friends (we couldn’t get a babysitter) and ring in the new year with cheer. On the bright side, this plan ensures that we won’t get arrested for drunk driving or vehicular manslaughter. On the con side, we won’t accidentally bump into Robert Pattinson aka Edward Cullen either. Not that I’m stalking him or anything, but he’ll be at the Key Club from 8 to 9, the GoGo Room from 9 to 10, and the house party at 2171 La Carnita from 10 to midnight. My chance for us to best friends is foiled again.
For those of you out there who are staying home this year, don’t forget to eat your grapes. Yes, that’s right, green grapes. A dark-haired man must knock on your door at midnight. You let him in and hand him 12 green grapes. As he stands in the threshold eating them, your fortune of good luck for the year will be ensured. Growing up, I loved this tradition and couldn’t wait until my grandfather would head outside so we could shut the front door and listen for the knock. I used to make wishes on the grapes as if they were birthday candles. Feel free to do the same.
And for those who will be knee deep in plastic cups and slutty dresses, be safe and be careful. No driving. No walking into dark alleys with strangers. And no fighting with your partner because you accidentally kissed the wrong person at midnight. If you didn’t want to be stuck in a dark room with too many people you don’t know, you should’ve stayed at home like me.
Finally, if you’re completely alone tonight, depressed and wishing you had anyone to anything with I advise strongly against watching Lifestyles of the Rich and Fabulous. It’s a killer. Instead, go see a movie, treat yourself to a decadent dessert, and don’t forget to buy a great book for when you climb into bed afterwards. Twilight maybe if you haven’t read it yet or Eat, Love, Pray or The Life of Pi. Tolkien is always a goodie. As is Hunter S., Tom Robbins, and anybody named Harris (Charlaine), Harrison (Kim), or Hamilton (Laurell K.). They all write about vampires and witches. I’m convinced it’s the ‘H’ that makes the books so scary and good.
Whatever you’re up to tonigh; home with friends, out and about with strangers, or winding through a world of make-believe…Happy almost 2009. Let’s hope for good things to come in this new year and then let’s make them happen!