Going out for New Year's? Me?
I'm insane. I never go out, not without a boyfriend or date or -- or something.
But nothing was coming together for New Year's, and somehow I got sick of waiting, didn't like the idea of being at home, watching TV again. Not that I don't enjoy watching the ball drop on TV. But this year I wanted to go out.
So I picked an outing in DC, bought tickets, and darn it, I'm going.
But it's so different from what I usually do that ...aaaaaaaah! I'm nuts. Not so worried about the party as I am about getting there, parking, and getting back. (No need for a designated driver: I don't drink.)
I might have a miserable time. But darn it, just once I'm going out for New Year's Eve.
And not to a Chinese diner.
But nothing was coming together for New Year's, and somehow I got sick of waiting, didn't like the idea of being at home, watching TV again. Not that I don't enjoy watching the ball drop on TV. But this year I wanted to go out.
So I picked an outing in DC, bought tickets, and darn it, I'm going.
But it's so different from what I usually do that ...aaaaaaaah! I'm nuts. Not so worried about the party as I am about getting there, parking, and getting back. (No need for a designated driver: I don't drink.)
I might have a miserable time. But darn it, just once I'm going out for New Year's Eve.
And not to a Chinese diner.