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Ok so maybe it wasn’t a stellar eating day but it wasn’t crazy.

I had a bad bout with the sand man last night and apparently I won because I went to bed at 11:30 and woke up at 4:30 wondering when I was going to really fall asleep. Went for a shower after tossing for an hour, then tried to lie in the bed until 7:00 and sleep but it never came.

So breakfast was non existent (bad mistake) and when lunch finally came along I had a total of 3 1 inch by 1 inch squares of some holiday cookie and a 1 1/2 inch macaroon. Then off to lunch with Shopaholic at the Perurivan joint - yummy grilled fish, about 7 bites of a weird ‘lipton chicken soup’ without the chicken and extra long skinny noodles, some rice and vegetable bits floating around then one of her yucca fries (ugh) and 1/2 the mini bun and curried pork shoulder inside. Some ice tea rounded it off. It wasn’t bad at all - well that is until I hit my Ghettro girlfriend’s house and had some of that 78.00 ham and a 2 inch by 2 inch ball of her mac&cheese with this horrid canned cranberry sauce. It was good as hell.

She made me laugh so hard when she was on her 5th rum & coke while shredding her documents downstairs in her ‘in law’ - ‘Girl, shit. Steal my identity - you’ll just be mad!’ Now you know my girl fucking is in foreclosure with her house, yet she’s going to the inauguration in DC, not paying back her 3000 bucks from her uncle until ‘next payday’ and she’s sitting there responding to that Citibank tv add on identity theft.

I ’bout fell off her makeshift futon couch and coughed up my own artificial cranberry juice on ice.

It was damned funny and we both laughed.

She’ll be alright for now I guess - she borrowed 3000 from her Uncle and gave it to some legit company that’s supposed to work on saving her house. So she went from a sale date at the end of this month to the end of next month…. meanwhile, she spent 200.00 on alcohol for her yearly Christmas bash and threatened to buy a flat screen TV last time we went to Costco.

She’s ridiculous.

Back on the wagon tomorrow for my eating! I’m feeling good about it even though it wasn’t perfect today. It wasn’t crazy and out of control. That’s a big difference for me….

I finally came home - of course I went to her house after I dropped off that cleaner to my other friend. ‘Did you do the rinse cycle on the machine for the carpets’, she asked - ‘What rinse thing?’ I answered incredulously.

Fuck, no wonder when I got home today my house smells like a dried wet dog. WTF?! Oh well. You learn something new every day. I just Febreeze’d the goddamn floor so now it smells like a faintly artificial lavender smelling dried wet dog.

Tomorrow I’ll harken out to get the goddamn powder shit and vacuum the carpet again.

Good Grief.

Wow can you believe NYE is here? Dang.

I just took a moment as I didn’t remember what I did last NYE’s and then read last year’s entries in December. Wow. Did you know I weight 170 pounds on fucking 12/16?! WTF?! That’s a whopping 32 pounds less than Saturday! Dang.

I also realized that I was in NYC with Shopaholic - both of us feeling wistful about our fucked up love lives (my non existent cop and her non committed 3 year boyfriend). It was weird to read that as I remember something else that my G. girl said ‘You know they say how you bring in the New Year sets the stage for the year.’ Hmmm.

Let’s see we were in Madison Square Garden with about 8 billion folks listening to Jill Scott sing like nobody’s business and laughing at Chris Rock. Now that should have meant 2008 was a non stop pleasure fest.

Not.

So let’s shoot that theory down immediately.

Damn, that’s what I get for listening to a woman on her 5th rum & flat ass coke.

Tomorrow night I’m staying here at the ole house.

Just me, myself and I - my warm heater and some fresher smelling carpets. I will have to have a bit off the artificial bubbly - I’ll procure a single serving bottle of the finest Martinelli sparkling cider to toast at midnight I’ll shut down the TV and wish great things to all my friends, family, the world, my ancestors and myself…then at midnight I toast to everyone with the candles glowing and the soft music playing. A true peaceful setting for 2008 to make her grand exit and to usher the blushing New Year!

Shit. That sounds utterly FANTASTIC!

Then I’ll meditate for 5-10 minutes before hitting the hay…

Damn. Who knew being at home could be so goddamn satisfying?!