I'm at a loss as to what to do for New Year's Eve. All my options have different unappealing qualities to them. I keep thinking about one of the best New Year's I had two years ago. I was single, I was in a bar that had a decent-sized crowd and wasn't too expensive, and I had a handful of good friends around me. I had a really good time; I got to dress up, I didn't get too drunk, and I got to dance. I wish there was something going on this year that would incorporate everything I liked about that New Year's. As I mentioned, Patrick and I saw Danzig on Tuesday night in Sayreville, NJ. The crowd was amazingly trashy. Growing up in NJ, I've been to a good deal of shows there. But I don't remember the crowd being that bad. Perhaps it was because of who I was there to see...I dunno. In any case, Danzig took his sweet time getting out on stage which really pissed me off. We had already stood through two awful bands and still had a ride back to NYC ahead of us, not to mention I had to get up for work at six. When he did finally come out, he played a lot of solo stuff that I'm not familiar with at all. Had I known he'd play that much solo stuff and only a handful of Misfits songs, I don't think I'd have trekked all the way to NJ on a work night to see him. I don't feel that it was worth it for me. In any case, I did see some old friends from high school at the show. I said hello to them afterwards for a few minutes. It was kind of surreal to talk to them; I haven't seen them in at least seven years. It's weird how the people I shared my adolescence with are strangers to me now. Well, I guess it's not that weird, but it felt weird when I saw them. I hope to get let off of work early tomorrow, then go clothes shopping with a gift certificate my mom gave me, and go out with Brook tomorrow night. Yes, that is what I hope for. 12*25*06 Patrick just left my place a little bit ago. I had a good Christmas. I'll never cook such a complicated meal again though. It took me over two hours and it was very stressful. But I must say it did come out really good. The pecan pie, on the other hand, is sitting in the trash. I don't think I did anything wrong, I just think the recipe sucked. Anyway, I got a lot of good stuff this year, but Patrick's gifts were the best. He got me a new receiver since my current one only plays out of the right speaker, Amy Sedaris's new book, a 120 GB external hard drive, and 4 DVDs: The Descent (and he got it before its release date tomorrow!), A Christmas Story, and Wonder Showzen Seasons 1 & 2. I loved everything, but I almost orgasmed when I opened the DVDs. My mom got me a vacuum and a gift certificate from Urban Outfitters as well as some other little stuff I didn't ask for. The whole visit to NJ went pretty well. Saturday night we got to see Katrina's place, which was adorable. We had a few beers with her and her boyfriend and reminisced about high school. Sunday afternoon I drove Patrick to Spring Lake while my mom and her boyfriend were making dinner. I used our visit to a lake and the beach as a photo opportunity (see below). The beach in particular was a lot of fun. The weather was perfect. I have to go lay down now and be depressed about how much I ate between yesterday and today.
12*22*06 I gave my on-call shift to a co-worker tonight. I don't know what I was thinking taking an on-call shift three weekends in a row. Actually, I guess it wouldn't have been so bad if I didn't have to take a train to my mom's in the afternoon. Patrick is coming down with me. He wants to visit Kevin Smith's comic shop in Red Bank when we get there, and later that night we're heading over to visit Katrina in Asbury Park. We're coming back to my place Christmas Eve night and then making butternut squash lasagna and pecan pie on Christmas Day. I also rented a bunch of movies for us to watch. I'm really looking forward to this holiday. It'll be much better than the last one in any case. Also, Tuesday Patrick and I are going to to see Danzig and Doyle play a Misfits set. So we have a pretty eventful next four days ahead of us. I'm watching Dancer in the Dark at the moment. I haven't watched this movie in years. It's so friggen weird. Anyway, hope everyone has a good holiday. Shuggie! 12*18*06 I was just awakened in the middle of the night by intense itchiness on my hands and feet. FInally I turned on the light to find I have hives. I just took a Nyquil gel cap because it was the only thing I could find in my cabinet that had an antihistamine, which I read would make the hives stop. So I'm waiting for that to take effect. I just hope the drowsiness wears off by the time I have to get up for work. I've been getting hives at least once a week since I went on Singulair. I had a consultation with my doctor to see if the drug was working for me. She just told me to get rid of my cats. After I refused, she wasn't very helpful when I told her I only started getting the hives when I started taking the drug; she said it wasn't the drug doing it. I just want to know why I never got them before. Goddamn do they itch! Otherwise I had an okay weekend. Had two donors Saturday morning and spent most of my on-call shift out and about because of it. I hate when I spend the whole shift working. But I'll like it when I get my paycheck. Saturday night I went to a Christmas party with Patrick and drank an obscene amount of champagne. Sunday I got a late start and did some errands and cleaning. I think that the cleaning is what brought about the hives. Too much dust exposure, or maybe I'm allergic to the cleaning sprays I'm using. I guess I'll try to ignore the intense urge to itch and go back to bed. Meh. 12*13*06 Guess who passed their certification test! That's right, ME! I'm officially a certified eye bank technician and I have the pin to prove it. Although, my salary won't reflect as much until next month unfortunately. Whaddya gonna do? I had a donor at a hospital in what I thought was the Bronx on Monday, but when I got there and looked closer at the paperwork I had with me, it turned out I was supposed to go to a hospital in Brooklyn with the same name. Very annoying! Oh well, at least when I was in the Bronx, I got to see the after effects of a big rig truck that had tried to go under a bridge too short and had instead succeeded in tipping over. My mom called me last night and told me she had a phone conversation with a renowned psychic who told her about the man I'm supposed to marry and that I'm supposed to meet him between now and November. First of all, I don't know why my mom is asking for information about my romantic life from a total stranger. Second of all, I have no idea why my mom has been going to psychics lately. All it sounds like to me is psychotic. And lastly, even if I meet a guy who fits this description between now and November, I would turn him down just to prove I'm in control of my destiny! I took a personal day tomorrow so I can go to an ophthalmologist with Patrick in the afternoon. He has some eye issues and I wanted to meet the doctor since we provide his patients with corneas and he came highly recommended from my medical director. Plus I wanted to see if he'd let me look into Patrick's eyes with a microscope. This is what happens when you date someone who works with eyes. 12*11*06 I just watched the third to last episode of Six Feet Under and I bawled throughout the whole thing. Now I need to give myself a few minutes to calm down before I go to bed. Stupid feelings. My weekend at my mom's went surprisingly well. She didn't freak out that I'm only spending Christmas Eve with her and not Christmas Day as well. She even invited Patrick over for Christmas Eve. Should be interesting. Otherwise not a whole lot else going on. Since Patrick is going to school full-time in addition to working full-time, and being that it's the end of the semester, I didn't get to see him much last week and won't really be able to see him much until next week. I'm looking forward to his winter break though. We're thinking of going on a little weekend road trip. But I'm still trying to save up to go away to Europe in April hopefully with Patrick. We were talking about going to Ireland and then France, but I also have a growing desire to go to Iceland. Does anyone wanna lend me an extra $1000 so I can go to all three at once? 12*05*06 On my way to two donors today, I saw two interesting things on the FDR Drive. One was a bum on the side of the road who decided to pull his pants down and display everything to rush hour traffic as he proceeded to itch his bare crotch. As I drove further uptown, I saw about ten cops near the feet of a dead body protruding from underneath a black tarp near the river. It was an eventful five minute drive. Today I saw the bone team slice a donor's leg open with a surgical blade and then cut out the tibia bone. I usually walk in just before or right after their procedure, so I never get to see that. On Thanksgiving I got to an organ case way too early and saw the chest open (which I've seen), but the heart was still beating. It was pretty amazing. Maybe one day I'll work with people who are alive so I can see more of that. 12*03*06 I was actually going to update this two days ago, but my internet was down. I guess I can't really complain though since I steal it. I've had a few good weeks. Work is busy as usual. I'm almost done with watching all 5 seasons of Six Feet Under. I just started going back to the gym, and hopefully I'll actually stick to it. I'm still with Patrick and things are pretty great. My trust issues have come up, but we've worked through it. At the end of my therapy session last Thursday, I was writing my therapist's check out as she was getting up to walk over to her desk, when all of a sudden she ripped ass! It was so loud. To make things worse, she said, "Oh, excuse me!" I finished writing the check as quick as possible and practically ran out of there without looking at her so I could release the overwhelming laughter I was suppressing. I met up with Patrick afterwards to see Pan's Labyrinth, which I really liked, but I found myself laughing about the incident at the saddest parts of the movie. I couldn't stop laughing about it for the whole night. I just hope she doesn't bring it up at our next session. "Emily, I think we need to talk about how my stank ass made you feel last week." Patrick and I went to SonicVision at the Hayden Planetarium last night. Despite a few cheesy elements of the show, it was pretty awesome. I started my Christmas shopping this afternoon. Some people are so easy to shop for, but others I'm friggen clueless as to what to get them. I spoke to my mom Saturday night for the first time since May. We've had written correspondence and a series of voicemails since May, but never an actual verbal conversation. Anyway, I'm going to visit her this coming weekend for the first time since February. I guess it's a big deal, but I just hope everything isn't a huge emotional ordeal when I come down. I would like everything to be normal. Then again I know my mom cries at the drop of a hat, so I doubt that'll be the case. Oh well. I've already decided I want to spend Christmas Day here though. At least that way if my Christmas sucks, I know it'll be my fault and not my family's for a change. I can't believe it's already December! Oy vey.
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