A Lonely Old Guy with a Bottle of Scotch

Dec 31, 2005 21:56

Strangely enough, that's kind of what I feel like right now. I just got home after meeting Brian and Marissa for dinner, where I was given a bottle of Johnnie Walker Gold label for Christmas. Anyone who knows me knows I'm a scotch drinker, so that was a nice surprise.

So that's where the bottle of scotch came from. I'm home now, and alone. Everyone else I know is with either girlfriends, boyfriends, both, or their families. My family is upstate with my cousin at his house upstate, and even my dog Body has joined them up there. It's very strange to not see him at the door waiting for me when I come home. Very strange to see the house this empty.

I was glad to see Brian, he's my best friend and we don't see each other nearly enough. Going to dinner with friends is truly one of my favorite things in the world to do. I think it's somewhere I'm just comftorable, at home. That's how it always feels anyway.

And although a part of me does feel a bit like a lonely old guy with my bottle of scotch, I'm happy. I love my friends, who are all doing well, and that I like. I love my family, who are all doing well, that I like. And I'm doing well. That I also like.

So tonight, I drink to my people.

Happy New Year.

And fuck resolutions. If you weren't able to do it this year, you're not going to be able to do it next year. If you're fat, deal with it. At least be a jolly fat guy and make people laugh. Be Pom Pom, not the King of Town.

-Joey
-Hopes people know Homestar Runner or that joke makes no sense...
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