So, the first day of 2008 is already 12 hours old. And guess what? It’s still the same stink. Oh, not that I was expecting any big and magical changes to happen overnight; I am old enough to know that none of that happens but I did hope to have a little nice touch to start the day.
I had plans to tackle a Grey Goose last night, but so disgusted by so many things, I just had a few beers. I am still fuming to see how for every occasion I would spend hours in the kitchen, cooking, making sure we would have something nice on the table and it never gets reciprocated. I did have some champagne at midnight while watching the ball drop and wishing I was there too instead of being home. Someday, maybe…
My phone rang earlier and I saw that my dear friend Cha tried to call me. I am no early riser as she is, so I will call her later. In fact, I have not called anyone yet. I am letting everyone rest and get over their hangovers before starting to call family and friends.
The wife is “cooking”. We’ll see what she’ll come up with.
Anyway, I wish you all the best for this New Year. 
Till then…
Happy New Year aliti!
Dude, you can’t just switch spaces and then not blog. That’s a double-whammy!
I agree with you Ish.
I walk alllll the wayyyyyy over here every couple of days for NOTHING!
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