I went to a club on Thursday. I drove to Monterey and Santa Cruz and Downtown San Jose on Friday. I watched Rent on Friday night. I saw Leo and Vivian for the first time in nearly a year and had dinner with Leo on Saturday, and on Saturday night I went to two parties. On Sunday, I got a lot of work done and ended the night as usual, watching Desperate Housewives and Gray's Anatomy with Morgan.
It was a good weekend. There was lots of fun, lots of traveling, lots of good times with friends both old and (relatively) new.
But on the drive home from Morgan's (I have my car here until Thursday) U2's song, "I still haven't found what I'm looking for" came on the radio.
....
Thanks for rubbing it in, radio.
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Thursday, April 27, 2006
A Brief Ode to the Gang
Can I just say, I love these guys*
Wherever they are feels like home. This time it was Sacramento, in Matt and Kim's new apartment. It's awesome to have those two back from their year in Hawaii.
Jamie (green shirt) is leaving this week to spend more than a year in New Zealand. Her blog is full of jumbled but often brilliant thoughts about what that means, or doesn't mean, or something ;-)
All I can say is this, since that great summer after high school, we've each gone our separate ways. We've gone to Hawaii, to Indiana, to Ireland, and to certain parts of San Francisco some of us had never set foot in before ;-). We've made amazing new friends. We've changed more than I think any of us can fully realize. But each time we're apart, we come back to find that our friendships are even stronger than they were before.
So on that note, Bon Voyage Jamie, I hope you truly enjoy this leg of your great journey. And I look forward to your return.
---------------
*Jen (and Martin and Dustin if you ever read this) are included in this.
**Preemptive Disclaimer: Don't be jealous Lauren Profeit. I love you too.
As for the rest of you, please pardon the cheesy sentimentality of this post. Thanks.
Jamie (green shirt) is leaving this week to spend more than a year in New Zealand. Her blog is full of jumbled but often brilliant thoughts about what that means, or doesn't mean, or something ;-)
All I can say is this, since that great summer after high school, we've each gone our separate ways. We've gone to Hawaii, to Indiana, to Ireland, and to certain parts of San Francisco some of us had never set foot in before ;-). We've made amazing new friends. We've changed more than I think any of us can fully realize. But each time we're apart, we come back to find that our friendships are even stronger than they were before.
So on that note, Bon Voyage Jamie, I hope you truly enjoy this leg of your great journey. And I look forward to your return.
---------------
*Jen (and Martin and Dustin if you ever read this) are included in this.
**Preemptive Disclaimer: Don't be jealous Lauren Profeit. I love you too.
As for the rest of you, please pardon the cheesy sentimentality of this post. Thanks.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Almost Honest
I had a great time last weekend in Sacramento celebrating Kim's birthday with the high school gang. The ride there was a lot of fun too. Jamie and I really had a nice talk/singing session (her radio/cd player is broken so we were forced to entertain ourselves.)
One song we're both really into at the moment is Almost Honest by Josh Kelley. It's really an awesome song. AND guess what! You can download the San Francisco version for free here.
Enjoy.
One song we're both really into at the moment is Almost Honest by Josh Kelley. It's really an awesome song. AND guess what! You can download the San Francisco version for free here.
Enjoy.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
My new catch-all response
Nap98: someone threw a sirenge at barry bonds
destroy364: syringe, nick
Nap98: i'm an author bitch
destroy364: syringe, nick
Nap98: i'm an author bitch
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
MV, baby!
Today, between planning law and swimming, I took BART to San Francisco and delivered my final manuscript for Images of America: Mountain View to my editor at Arcadia Publishing's office. (Then she treated me and the author of Images of America: Tiburon to lunch. Yay free lunch!)
This means, folks, that the book itself, is donezo and out of my hands!
I still have to help Arcadia market the book effectively, but the hard part is over. The cover has already been sent to the printer and the title should soon pop up on Amazon and Arcadia's page once I finish the marketing survey they want me to fill out.
And it's a good book. I put a lot of work into it, and I think people will be happy with the results. I hope. They can buy it in conjunction with Images of America: Moffett Field, which apparently is just about to get published as well. I'm truly excited that so much more of Mountain View's history is going to be out there now on the shelves for people to discover with my book at the Moffett Field one. My book. Ohhhhh that sounds nice. My book.
I decided to not include the my middle initial in my name for the book's cover, but as Chris Atwood has made a point of saying lately:
"The A in Nicholas A. Perry now stands for Author."
Teehee.
:)
Oh....and as 7:08 pm in Berkeley, it's still light out (benefit of daylight savings) and it hasn't rained for the past three or four hours. So hurray for the bottom of my jeans finally getting a chance to dry out.
This means, folks, that the book itself, is donezo and out of my hands!
I still have to help Arcadia market the book effectively, but the hard part is over. The cover has already been sent to the printer and the title should soon pop up on Amazon and Arcadia's page once I finish the marketing survey they want me to fill out.
And it's a good book. I put a lot of work into it, and I think people will be happy with the results. I hope. They can buy it in conjunction with Images of America: Moffett Field, which apparently is just about to get published as well. I'm truly excited that so much more of Mountain View's history is going to be out there now on the shelves for people to discover with my book at the Moffett Field one. My book. Ohhhhh that sounds nice. My book.
I decided to not include the my middle initial in my name for the book's cover, but as Chris Atwood has made a point of saying lately:
"The A in Nicholas A. Perry now stands for Author."
Teehee.
:)
Oh....and as 7:08 pm in Berkeley, it's still light out (benefit of daylight savings) and it hasn't rained for the past three or four hours. So hurray for the bottom of my jeans finally getting a chance to dry out.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
STOP RAINING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I can't believe I'm writing about the weather again...but I'm sick of it. I'm staring out my bedroom windows at yet another day of pouring rain. San Francisco broke its previous record for number of rainy days in March. It was set in 1904. 25 days or rain.
25 days!
And the weather people say that the pattern of constant storms is going to continue for at least two more weeks. I need it to end. I need it to be warm and sunny. And I'm not the only one, the Chronicle's top story today was about people getting fed up, outdoor-oriented jobs being ruined, and an endless list of social activities canceled because of this lousy weather.
I have no food here, and no car. I need to go out there into the deluge and find some food.
I usually love the rain and feel a twinge of sadness when spring arrives and the days of stormy weather is over. But this is too much.
Grumble grumble.
25 days!
And the weather people say that the pattern of constant storms is going to continue for at least two more weeks. I need it to end. I need it to be warm and sunny. And I'm not the only one, the Chronicle's top story today was about people getting fed up, outdoor-oriented jobs being ruined, and an endless list of social activities canceled because of this lousy weather.
I have no food here, and no car. I need to go out there into the deluge and find some food.
I usually love the rain and feel a twinge of sadness when spring arrives and the days of stormy weather is over. But this is too much.
Grumble grumble.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Where the Streets Have No Name
On my walk home, the rain was falling but the sun was out and starting to set. All the rain drops were reflecting the sunlight, making everything look golden. There was a rainbow over the hills and the whole scene was underscored by the U2 song that was playing on my ipod. The moment was really beautiful, but in a melancholy kind of way.
Just wanted to remember that.
Just wanted to remember that.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Rain Rain
Okay now, I like the rain. California "winter" has never been something that I tend to complain about. The hills turn green, the air is crystal clear, the waterfalls in Uvas Canyon are full, and every now and then you get a series of stunning sunny days perfect for day trips.
But this is too much. The hail. The thunderstorms. The snow! Maybe it's the combination of the weather, my cold, and all the work on I have to do....but winter, I've had enough of you. This makes me sound like a weather-wimp from the stupid-half of the State, but I'm ready for flip-flop weather. I want to feel 70 degree temperatures again. I'm tired of wearing three layers or more every day. I want to sip lemonade and eat a hot dog (for some reason it doesn't feel right to have those foods when its freezing). I want to relax on Memorial Glade while listening to "All Day Music" by War or other Latino-rock songs that just fit so well with good weather.
But it looks like this weather is gonna stick around for a little while longer. As will my cold, and as will all my work despite the fact that my book is being sent away tomorrow to the publisher.
Ah yes. The book is almost done. At least the hard part. How does that feel you ask?
You expect me to say "Fantastic!" right?
No. It's kinda scary. It's like the way you feel the moment time runs out on a final and you need to turn yours in, for better or for worse. I've worked so long and hard on this, and I still feel that with more time, I could have done it even better. Apparently, this is normal. When it comes to Mountain View writing, I'm so used to things like web pages, where if you make a mistake or want to add something, you simply just upload the changes and bada-bing, problems solved. And with newspaper articles, well, those get thrown away after a week (unless your my family and have a horde of Mountain View Voices saved from all the times my brother and I were either in it or wrote something for it).
This book is frighteningly permanent. Hopefully, after today I'll feel confident with my final draft. Hopefully once I put that baby in the mail, a wave or relief will hit me. Because in the end, no one else could have created a book on Mountain View like the one I made. I hope people appreciate it.
In the meantime, I think I'll listen to some War and Santana, and dream of the sunny days that are just a month or so away.
But this is too much. The hail. The thunderstorms. The snow! Maybe it's the combination of the weather, my cold, and all the work on I have to do....but winter, I've had enough of you. This makes me sound like a weather-wimp from the stupid-half of the State, but I'm ready for flip-flop weather. I want to feel 70 degree temperatures again. I'm tired of wearing three layers or more every day. I want to sip lemonade and eat a hot dog (for some reason it doesn't feel right to have those foods when its freezing). I want to relax on Memorial Glade while listening to "All Day Music" by War or other Latino-rock songs that just fit so well with good weather.
But it looks like this weather is gonna stick around for a little while longer. As will my cold, and as will all my work despite the fact that my book is being sent away tomorrow to the publisher.
Ah yes. The book is almost done. At least the hard part. How does that feel you ask?
You expect me to say "Fantastic!" right?
No. It's kinda scary. It's like the way you feel the moment time runs out on a final and you need to turn yours in, for better or for worse. I've worked so long and hard on this, and I still feel that with more time, I could have done it even better. Apparently, this is normal. When it comes to Mountain View writing, I'm so used to things like web pages, where if you make a mistake or want to add something, you simply just upload the changes and bada-bing, problems solved. And with newspaper articles, well, those get thrown away after a week (unless your my family and have a horde of Mountain View Voices saved from all the times my brother and I were either in it or wrote something for it).
This book is frighteningly permanent. Hopefully, after today I'll feel confident with my final draft. Hopefully once I put that baby in the mail, a wave or relief will hit me. Because in the end, no one else could have created a book on Mountain View like the one I made. I hope people appreciate it.
In the meantime, I think I'll listen to some War and Santana, and dream of the sunny days that are just a month or so away.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
The Final Stretch
Hey everyone. Sorry it's been so long since I've written anything of substance here. So what I have been up to? Well I knew this semester was going to be a bitch, and so far it has lived up to the prophecy. Balancing two studio projects, a planning law class, and my beloved book has made my life quite difficult.
But as much as I moan and whine to my friends (thanks for putting up with me guys) I'm doing just fine. All this will soon pass, the book is a little more than a week from being turned. And its not like my work has stopped me from having a good time and going out every now and then. But it'll be SO nice to go out without the nagging feeling of "hey I should really be working on the book right now instead." And once that happens....all I can say is I'm going to be ready to party like I just turned 21 (except, no strip clubs this time). I'll be very Irish on Saint Patty's day.
In other news...I went to the CED Career Fair today and successfully placed my resume in the hands of 5 firms, 4 of which I'm actually interested in. (That one other firm's reps just kind of sprung on me while I was walking around and ran away with one of my resumes). It was also good to see so many of my architecture pals from the Class of 2005 happily employed and representing their new companies at the fair. Gives me hope.
Rewriting my resume last night was also a pretty self-affirming experience. Made me feel better about the decisions that I have made. I'm proud of what I've accomplished, and looking back at my coursework this year and last, I've realized that my recent educational endeavors are more valuable than I thought they were. I am learning the skills and building the connections I need to make myself a good candidate for firms to hire. It felt so different going to this career fair and going to the last one. The firms I approached actually paid attention to me and talked to me for a while. Maybe the job market is better, but I think it has a lot to do with what I've accomplished and the confidence it gives me.
Plus...."I'm a Master of City Planning student focusing on Urban Design" gets a much better response than "I'm a fourth year Urban Studies major." Hehe.
But as much as I moan and whine to my friends (thanks for putting up with me guys) I'm doing just fine. All this will soon pass, the book is a little more than a week from being turned. And its not like my work has stopped me from having a good time and going out every now and then. But it'll be SO nice to go out without the nagging feeling of "hey I should really be working on the book right now instead." And once that happens....all I can say is I'm going to be ready to party like I just turned 21 (except, no strip clubs this time). I'll be very Irish on Saint Patty's day.
In other news...I went to the CED Career Fair today and successfully placed my resume in the hands of 5 firms, 4 of which I'm actually interested in. (That one other firm's reps just kind of sprung on me while I was walking around and ran away with one of my resumes). It was also good to see so many of my architecture pals from the Class of 2005 happily employed and representing their new companies at the fair. Gives me hope.
Rewriting my resume last night was also a pretty self-affirming experience. Made me feel better about the decisions that I have made. I'm proud of what I've accomplished, and looking back at my coursework this year and last, I've realized that my recent educational endeavors are more valuable than I thought they were. I am learning the skills and building the connections I need to make myself a good candidate for firms to hire. It felt so different going to this career fair and going to the last one. The firms I approached actually paid attention to me and talked to me for a while. Maybe the job market is better, but I think it has a lot to do with what I've accomplished and the confidence it gives me.
Plus...."I'm a Master of City Planning student focusing on Urban Design" gets a much better response than "I'm a fourth year Urban Studies major." Hehe.
Monday, February 13, 2006
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Room to Breath
Yesterday was rough, but as of 3:00pm today and entered into a period of free time which I am very much enjoying. For once, nothing huge is due tomorrow and I don't have to get up till 8:00.
I was randomly selected in my planning law class to give a briefing report of one of the cases we were supposed to have read. Basically it works like this: You prepare a briefing, if you are selected you can chose to pass or you can read your briefing to the class. The prof questions you while reading the brief and then questions you more after you finish about your thoughts on the case. Then it's opened to class discussion. Giving briefs is about 20% of your grade and you do it 2-3 times during the semester.
Kinda scary. But I did it, and I think I did all right. It felt really good. Yay for a little bit of relief. I don't have to worry about giving another briefing for a little while now.
My goal for tonight is to finish Chapter 5 of my book. This is an ambitious goal. But if I don't achieve it, it's not the end of the world. I have some time.
Phew.
I was randomly selected in my planning law class to give a briefing report of one of the cases we were supposed to have read. Basically it works like this: You prepare a briefing, if you are selected you can chose to pass or you can read your briefing to the class. The prof questions you while reading the brief and then questions you more after you finish about your thoughts on the case. Then it's opened to class discussion. Giving briefs is about 20% of your grade and you do it 2-3 times during the semester.
Kinda scary. But I did it, and I think I did all right. It felt really good. Yay for a little bit of relief. I don't have to worry about giving another briefing for a little while now.
My goal for tonight is to finish Chapter 5 of my book. This is an ambitious goal. But if I don't achieve it, it's not the end of the world. I have some time.
Phew.
Monday, January 30, 2006
This Can't be Healthy
A brief moment to vent:
Sunday afternoon is spent compiling information on my site for studio.
Sunday evening/night is spent finishing the draft of Chapter 4 in my book.
By 8:45 this morning I'm in the Mission District of SF for a class walking tour.
By 12:30 I'm back home and reading cases for my planning law class
By 1:30 I'm in studio and I work there until 6:00pm.
From 7:00 to 8:00 I eat dinner.
I'm now faced with writing seven case briefs for planning law.
By 9:00am tomorrow I have to be at Strada to meet with my planning law study group.
From 9:30am to 11:00am I'm in planning law.
From 11:00 to 2:00pm I'm doing a site visit for my planning methods class
From 2 to 3 I have swimming PE (at least it's pseudo-free time)
3:00 I have to start research for studio again
Once that's done, I should work on the book until I get too sleepy.
And so it goes, and goes, and goes. And goes and goes and goes.
Of course, you've got throw procrastination gaps in there every once and while or else I would just curl up in the fetal position and fall asleep on my bedroom floor. This makes 9 to 5 sound like cake.
Sunday afternoon is spent compiling information on my site for studio.
Sunday evening/night is spent finishing the draft of Chapter 4 in my book.
By 8:45 this morning I'm in the Mission District of SF for a class walking tour.
By 12:30 I'm back home and reading cases for my planning law class
By 1:30 I'm in studio and I work there until 6:00pm.
From 7:00 to 8:00 I eat dinner.
I'm now faced with writing seven case briefs for planning law.
By 9:00am tomorrow I have to be at Strada to meet with my planning law study group.
From 9:30am to 11:00am I'm in planning law.
From 11:00 to 2:00pm I'm doing a site visit for my planning methods class
From 2 to 3 I have swimming PE (at least it's pseudo-free time)
3:00 I have to start research for studio again
Once that's done, I should work on the book until I get too sleepy.
And so it goes, and goes, and goes. And goes and goes and goes.
Of course, you've got throw procrastination gaps in there every once and while or else I would just curl up in the fetal position and fall asleep on my bedroom floor. This makes 9 to 5 sound like cake.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Eat Bird
Morgan likes birds as much as I like* Mountain View history:
Nap98: cooking a bird you saw today?
Nap98: ba-dum-ching
tarquin99: you're bad
tarquin99: :P
tarquin99: I saw a new bird today!!!
tarquin99: and a really rare one!!
Nap98: oh!
Nap98: what?
tarquin99: and!
Nap98: there's more?
Nap98: hehe
tarquin99: I can positively say that I was the last one EVER to see it!!
tarquin99: because I saw it get eaten!!
Nap98: LOL
...it's the little things in life....
*I still like Mountain View history, despite my complaints about el libro.
Nap98: cooking a bird you saw today?
Nap98: ba-dum-ching
tarquin99: you're bad
tarquin99: :P
tarquin99: I saw a new bird today!!!
tarquin99: and a really rare one!!
Nap98: oh!
Nap98: what?
tarquin99: and!
Nap98: there's more?
Nap98: hehe
tarquin99: I can positively say that I was the last one EVER to see it!!
tarquin99: because I saw it get eaten!!
Nap98: LOL
...it's the little things in life....
*I still like Mountain View history, despite my complaints about el libro.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
A Good Sign
Just a few minutes ago while walking home from Planning Law class (not _that_ bad) I saw something perhaps more weird and out of place on Parker Street than the wild turkey's of last November....Triangle Man. I haven't seen Triangle Man in quite some time, perhaps because I'm not in that part of campus anymore, perhaps because I do not go to the RSF enough, or perhaps Triangle Man has finally moved on and is only here to visit.
But I take his random appearance on Parker and Hillegass, in all his bizarre Trianglely-Manness as a good omen. I do not know why I'm taking this is a good omen, I can't think of any symbolism or deeper meaning to it. But I'm running with the feeling.
Because this week....oh boy...this week was hell week. I'm used to having a hell week once or twice every semester, usually towards the end or during midterms. But this early hell week caught me off guard. All my stresses swirled into one big yucky storm that was way way out of season---way too early. Made me feel like if it's this bad now, how am I going to survive the rest of it?
But I've decided that things aren't going to get worse, they're going to get better. By the simple fact that the book will be done, my load will lighten as the semester progresses, or at least I'll be under less pressure.
And now it is the weekend. And the weekend is mine. To do with it what I please. Much of that will be work-work-work. But at least that will be my choice and I can temporarily get off the speeding treadmill that was this past week.
I have a new answer for when people ask me how grad school is....if it's the same as undergrad.
It's harder. A damn lot harder. Not so much because of the courses, but because of what's expected of you and what you expect from yourself. But, as so many of you have been kind enough to patiently remind me....I will get things done and survive.
But I take his random appearance on Parker and Hillegass, in all his bizarre Trianglely-Manness as a good omen. I do not know why I'm taking this is a good omen, I can't think of any symbolism or deeper meaning to it. But I'm running with the feeling.
Because this week....oh boy...this week was hell week. I'm used to having a hell week once or twice every semester, usually towards the end or during midterms. But this early hell week caught me off guard. All my stresses swirled into one big yucky storm that was way way out of season---way too early. Made me feel like if it's this bad now, how am I going to survive the rest of it?
But I've decided that things aren't going to get worse, they're going to get better. By the simple fact that the book will be done, my load will lighten as the semester progresses, or at least I'll be under less pressure.
And now it is the weekend. And the weekend is mine. To do with it what I please. Much of that will be work-work-work. But at least that will be my choice and I can temporarily get off the speeding treadmill that was this past week.
I have a new answer for when people ask me how grad school is....if it's the same as undergrad.
It's harder. A damn lot harder. Not so much because of the courses, but because of what's expected of you and what you expect from yourself. But, as so many of you have been kind enough to patiently remind me....I will get things done and survive.
Monday, January 23, 2006
To myself:
Waking up at 8 or 7 isn't that bad. Get used to it. Go to bed earlier.
You like Urban Design, and even if it isn't the field you end up sticking with.....these will be good skills to have regardless.
Money is a problem, but loans are always an option for next year.
On a similar note, stop spending money on alchohol. Just go to lots of parties instead.
The book will get done. You're making good progress. Just step things up a bit this week.
Yeah, you're schedule is a mess. Yeah it won't be easy. You've been there before and suceeded with flying colors. Don't worry.
Other things will work out in good time. Patience.
Calm down. You'll be fine. And you have a gazillion people who are there for you.
Go to bed. You need more sleep.
.....Weird. That made me feel a lot better.
You like Urban Design, and even if it isn't the field you end up sticking with.....these will be good skills to have regardless.
Money is a problem, but loans are always an option for next year.
On a similar note, stop spending money on alchohol. Just go to lots of parties instead.
The book will get done. You're making good progress. Just step things up a bit this week.
Yeah, you're schedule is a mess. Yeah it won't be easy. You've been there before and suceeded with flying colors. Don't worry.
Other things will work out in good time. Patience.
Calm down. You'll be fine. And you have a gazillion people who are there for you.
Go to bed. You need more sleep.
.....Weird. That made me feel a lot better.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Every IM Conversation for the Last Month:
x: hey
me: heya
x: how you doing?
me: all right, you?
x: good. how's the book coming along?
me: heya
x: how you doing?
me: all right, you?
x: good. how's the book coming along?
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Major Life Decision
Should it be:
Images of America: Mountain View, California
By Nick Perry
OR!
Images of America: Mountain View, California
By Nicholas Perry
OR!
Images of America: Mountain View, California
By Nicholas A. Perry
Please submit your votes ;-)
(I should be writing captions)
Images of America: Mountain View, California
By Nick Perry
OR!
Images of America: Mountain View, California
By Nicholas Perry
OR!
Images of America: Mountain View, California
By Nicholas A. Perry
Please submit your votes ;-)
(I should be writing captions)
Thursday, December 29, 2005
What are ya doin New Years.....
....New Years eve?
2005. What a freakin momentous year. I'm sad to see it go, but I'm looking forward to 2006. A long winded recap of all that has happened this year should probably go here, but...eh. You get the idea.
I just found out via e-mail that my two good studio buddies Rory and Phyl are engaged as of Monday. It was such a happy surprise! I saw their romance blossom in studio waaaaay back in 2002. I'm totally bummed that I can't go to their engagement party on New Years Eve. Here's hoping I can go to the wedding....whenver that is.
Instead.....I'll be in Disneyland to ring in the new year with Matt and Kim and assorted company/siblings (Chris and Shirley will be there with Seth and his gf). The trip as a whole I'm sure will be fun....but...but...the thought of being surrounded by kissing couples and screaming children at midnight on New Years Eve....ack. Slightly depressing at the moment, but I'm pretty sure once I'm actually there I'll be over it and distracted by the fireworks.
I also have delusions of meeting a cute cast member before the clock strikes 12:ooam to dodge the god-damn-it-being-single-on-new-years-sucks-monkey-balls bullet. A guy can dream....and Disneyland is where dreams come true right? Magic and pixie dust? Right? Heh.
2005. What a freakin momentous year. I'm sad to see it go, but I'm looking forward to 2006. A long winded recap of all that has happened this year should probably go here, but...eh. You get the idea.
I just found out via e-mail that my two good studio buddies Rory and Phyl are engaged as of Monday. It was such a happy surprise! I saw their romance blossom in studio waaaaay back in 2002. I'm totally bummed that I can't go to their engagement party on New Years Eve. Here's hoping I can go to the wedding....whenver that is.
Instead.....I'll be in Disneyland to ring in the new year with Matt and Kim and assorted company/siblings (Chris and Shirley will be there with Seth and his gf). The trip as a whole I'm sure will be fun....but...but...the thought of being surrounded by kissing couples and screaming children at midnight on New Years Eve....ack. Slightly depressing at the moment, but I'm pretty sure once I'm actually there I'll be over it and distracted by the fireworks.
I also have delusions of meeting a cute cast member before the clock strikes 12:ooam to dodge the god-damn-it-being-single-on-new-years-sucks-monkey-balls bullet. A guy can dream....and Disneyland is where dreams come true right? Magic and pixie dust? Right? Heh.