Happy New Year!

• This year the roomie, a friend and I all hung out talking until the wee hours of the morning.  I had a couple glasses of wine, and we ate sushi.
• Last year I rang in the New Year at Pat Troy’s in Old Town Alexandria, VA with Catherine.  I may or may not have made out with fellow redhead/pub singer Rocky Guttman.
• The year before I that went to the International Club of DC’s NYE Gala with Catherine.
• The year before I that went to GirlBar in Las Vegas with my fabulous girlsistergirlfriend Jocie.

As you can see, my NYE events seem to be getting tamer and tamer.  Granted, this year I was supposed to have a Giant Party at my place – but everyone but one friend of ours canceled due to the massive snow storm (read sarcastically; we had 4″ of snow).  Is it surprising that as we get older, we get lamer?

The idea that what you do on New Year’s day says something about what the rest of your year will be like is interesting…not sure I believe it, but here’s what I did…

Woke up sometime after noon, put on pajamas (I do have a roommate now…he is very cool, but I’m not sure he’s interested in entertaining my desire to run about the house in slippers and panties). I then played WoW…not my level 80 warlock, but a new druid I rolled on his (alliance) server, for four hours, before calling Ploman and demanding his presence for dinner. I made delicious “homemade” spaghetti sauce, frying up green and yellow squash, green and red peppers, onions, garlic, asparagus, spinach, stewed tomatoes, and a can of tomato and basil Costco sauce…and while Mike (vegan) and I (semi-vegan) loved it, Ploman picked around the plethora of veggies and complained about the lack of meat. After he went home, I watched the new “Elizabeth” movie, which wasn’t half bad, and did some house cleaning.

Woke up New Year’s Day the Second to Ploman calling – he bought me a few of my favorite pastry at the Cuban bakery and was on his way over. I quickly showered, and hung out with him savoring my pastry while he wolfed down not one, but TWO foot-long multiple-dead-animal subs…I wish I had that man’s metabolism. It just ain’t fair. I decided to go to Ikea and pick up a table for the new giant printer I purchased (not realizing just how Huge and Giant the thing is) and stopped by the Honda dealer to get my oil changed and buy Ploman some all-weather mats for his car for Christmas. More house cleaning, more video games…all in all, a pretty relaxed and boring holiday.  Maybe this will be a relaxed and boring year, full of good friends and good times.

Now on to other house stuff…have I mentioned yet how much I LOVE having my roomie?  Some interesting things that have happened this past week:

• Woke up from a nap hearing a deep, scary voice; start freaking out thinking we’re being burgled, or worse.  Turns out it’s a video game roomie plays; the voice of the boss is scary to me in a half-awake state.
• Watched roomie play another video game, this one involving killing lots of zombies.  Some of the zombies explode bile all over you and make it hard to see the screen.  That night, I had nightmares…about zombies.  Over-active imaginations FTW!
• Meeting up in the kitchen at 2am to cook vegan goodies.  Nom, nom.
• Being nagged to do dailies.  Yes! I need to be nagged to do dailies!  Who doesn’t?!
• Hearing him talk to the cats amuses me.  Now I’m not the only crazy person in the house who talks to them.  He also loves playing with the kitten, and teases him with the laser pointer and plays fetch with his woobie all the time.  It just warms the cockles of my heart.
• Roomie is a very kind soul, but if he dies a lot repeatedly in-game, I start hearing the fuck bomb every other word being yelled into his microphone.  This amuses me greatly.

Next weekend we’re having a potluck and gift exchange with friends. It should be fun!  Until then, I’m back at work, and missing my four-day weekends greatly.