I decided I was going to be more active this New Year's Eve since last year's was a dud. Rick and I went to P-Town for karaoke, which as you know, is my favorite activity besides staring at men in uniform. I was eyefucking this cute guy all night, but he was with a group of friends, and I didn't want to interrupt their night, so I let it go.
A cute guy came into the bar about 20 minutes before midnight. I recognized him from a party my friends had for July 4th. He was drunk, but at least responsible enough to take Lyft and not drive, so I gave him points for that. We sucked face at midnight, but he lost all points when he dropped his drink on me 20 minutes later.
Was it a completely 100% awesome night? No. But it was a drastic improvement than last year. I guess that's my resolution. Not every day is going to be awesome, or even remotely awesome. I know that I've experienced some completely shitty days and I just wanted to give up go to WPIC or thought about hurting/killing myself. Somehow I have to keep pushing through, and keep treading water until I have enough strength to swim against the current, and then ultimately ride a really awesome wave.
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