I meant to write you earlier, just to give you a little feedback on my perception of you so far…but I kept putting it off. In all honesty, you really haven’t lived up to the high hopes I had for you. Perhaps I was being unrealistic. Granted, it didn’t take much to top 2003, but I guess I had greater expectations for a “Year of the Monkey.” I mean, monkeys…I really thought there’d be…more?
January started well, with three prospects of the male type on the horizon. By February 1st, they were naught but fading memories. We’ll skip over the rest of February, as it’s always a bust. Having a birthday the same week as Valentine’s Day will never be anything but a recipe for disappointment (though I did appreciate the 21 year old drummer I got to boof). However, I was made an Artistic Associate of WNEP around this time, which was quite a plus.
I didn’t get laid from the end of March until June. Three months. You’ve got to be kidding me. And after that, there was no sexual contact with anyone other than (let’s put this delicately) the “unavailable.” Yes, I got laid, but I ran up quite a bill on the ol’ karma card. Not cool. Also not cool, getting my hopes up over that one guy…The really cool writer/photographer/artist I went to the zoo with that one day…Who I never heard from again.
On the upside, I co-wrote a play and was asked to produce it for WNEP (there’s a few downsides that went along with that, but we’ll ignore those for now). I haven’t been fired yet, despite a few close calls. I’ve developed some pretty great friendships. When the gas was cut off in my apartment last week it turned out not to be my fault, so I wasn’t an additional $900 in debt. Though I’m still a good 20-30 grand in the hole. Which I’m not happy about, but have managed to ignore, somewhat.
I had a really nice day in August.
Craig died in September.
Overall, I’ve been poor, but fairly happy. Or at least unhappy in an interesting way. But once again, I have to say I had higher expectations for the Year of the Monkey. However, you still have a few months to produce something spectacular! And there’s a lot of potential for greatness…The play opens next month, Christmas is on its way (though be careful, I won’t see my family all through the holidays, so you’ll have to do something pretty amazing to make up for that)…But why wait to make this the best year ever?
Halloween is this week, and I’ve gotten laid every Halloween for the past five years. Why not make this one special, somehow? I’m not asking for anything specific, like I meet a soul mate, or even somebody I sleep with more than once. Surprise me. I’m not dressing like a “Hong Kong Bar Whore” (my usual costume) this year. So it could be really interesting!
2004, I look forward to seeing what you do with the remainder of yourself. Make it good.