Friday, 31 December 2004
Happy New Year
I can go out and get pissed most nights to be honest and some of the best nights I have ever had out were the unplanned ones. The cost, the planning and the pressure combined with mixing with those saps who only go out once a year makes New Years Eve a non-event for me. Sure I always do something but the days of spending loads of cash tonight finished a long time ago.
After reading Casino Avenue last night, I went to bed trying to think of my past 10 New Years Eve's and I struggled to remember half of them and even the one's I could, I wasn't sure which year it was.
My best ever New Years Eve was spent at some friends house in a little village near Petersfield. It was hurriedly arranged and there were people we knew and didn't know. We had a huge dinner and it was just a complete laugh. We tried to recreate it in other years but it just wasn't the same. I think that was in 1998.
My worst and there was quite a lot of competition, was the Millennium one. My ex wife was pregnant and so was a mate's wife so we decided to get together and watch it unravel in front of the television. We thought the idea would be to dress up and have a great dinner and some champagne but my mate's wife's idea of pregnancy was that you'll not allowed to let your hair down and have a good time - she was in bed by 10pm followed not long after by my under pressure mate! It was a complete anti-climax and the night, which should have been one to remember for the rest of my live, was excruciatingly dull and boring.
Tonight I have parted with $65 and can drink & eat as much as I want from 9.30pm to 1.30am in a bar in Bucktown called Northside. I have never been there, it sounds ok and all I had to do was ring a number and give my credit card details. A lot of us are going so at midnight I will be around people I like (not some I love mind) but it should be fun. And I can get a train home for 1 cent after as the 'L' runs all night. Ooh, I bet you London folk are jealous of that?
Wherever you are tonight, have a happy and safe New Year.
Chicago Addick
¶ 14:01
After reading Casino Avenue last night, I went to bed trying to think of my past 10 New Years Eve's and I struggled to remember half of them and even the one's I could, I wasn't sure which year it was.
My best ever New Years Eve was spent at some friends house in a little village near Petersfield. It was hurriedly arranged and there were people we knew and didn't know. We had a huge dinner and it was just a complete laugh. We tried to recreate it in other years but it just wasn't the same. I think that was in 1998.
My worst and there was quite a lot of competition, was the Millennium one. My ex wife was pregnant and so was a mate's wife so we decided to get together and watch it unravel in front of the television. We thought the idea would be to dress up and have a great dinner and some champagne but my mate's wife's idea of pregnancy was that you'll not allowed to let your hair down and have a good time - she was in bed by 10pm followed not long after by my under pressure mate! It was a complete anti-climax and the night, which should have been one to remember for the rest of my live, was excruciatingly dull and boring.
Tonight I have parted with $65 and can drink & eat as much as I want from 9.30pm to 1.30am in a bar in Bucktown called Northside. I have never been there, it sounds ok and all I had to do was ring a number and give my credit card details. A lot of us are going so at midnight I will be around people I like (not some I love mind) but it should be fun. And I can get a train home for 1 cent after as the 'L' runs all night. Ooh, I bet you London folk are jealous of that?
Wherever you are tonight, have a happy and safe New Year.
Chicago Addick
¶ 14:01
