The Year of the "Good Guy"

In the past several months, I've noticed the emergence of the "good guy." Several of my friends have started dating guys who treat them well, aren't total jackasses, and are actually up for commitment.

So what is a good guy? Well it's not some sappy too-nice guy - hmm, I'm starting to sound ridiculously jaded and cynical which really isn't the point. I guess the thought is that they're just normal guys. According to one of said guys, they've always been around. However, the emergence of the MetroSexual a few years ago must have blinded us - that or the scariness of guys who use more hair products than a sorority house sent the normal ones into hibernation.

Other than this revelation, things have been rather quiet on the home front. Uncle China is in town due to my cousins having a baby, and Gracie and I are banned from the parents' due to his allergies.

Tomorrow night is New Year's and I absolutely loathe this holiday. It's not that I don't have anyone to kiss at New Year's b/c there's always a drunken random to find at the bar. I think it's because the driving thing makes coordinating logistics impossible. I'm used to Chicago where I can just sit outside a club in the freezing cold and try and find a cab only to eventually give up and find some crazy alternative means of transportation. One year we found a limo, another the El, one year we were close enough to walk to Wolfe's condo, and my last year I walked right outside and into a cab...maybe b/c it was 3am.

I think my issue is with something I heard once; that whatever you're doing on NYE is what you'll be doing for the whole year. Stupid, I know, but I am but a mere victim of superstitious beliefs. Now while I haven't spent entire years in clubs, last year was an awful NYE and I have to say the year wasn't so hot either. Clearly I'm not in Cincinnati any more! ;> (sorry, Gina!)

The good news, lest you think I'm getting to ornery in my old age (which I'm especially feeling since Leah is becoming optimistic in her old age), is that this year I think I can actually stay home and not worry about it b/c I'm going skiing the next morning. While I would hit Northeast w/ Leah and Hoodie, I have to be up and ready for an entire day of skiing by 7:30 am. I should probably just go to sleep now!

So with that, I say "See ya later, 2008! Bring on '09!"... which is actually funny since right now I have another colon-sucking scheduled for the first week of 09 :>