2001-11-01 | 11:22 a.m.

Mellowing out on Halloween turned out to be a good thing. No dressing up means no hassle.

While I'm sure it would have been interesting to dress up in my ladybug costume and gallivant through the wild night of Halloween, I realized that NYC streets weren't wild what so ever.

We had been warned so many times that I think people became cautious and decided not to tip the balance too much. Sure there was a parade but if you walked on the streets it didn't feel like Halloween at all. And usually people are out, drunk, walking the streets, being belligerent or amusing. But last night, yep last night: nada, zippo, zilcho. And that was ok for me because it didn't feel like Halloween what so ever either. I didn't feel like celebrating which is why I didn't feel like dressing up.

I did however go to N's house where I met M & B. We watched a cheesy horror flick (Jason & Crystal Lake goodness) while consuming booze. Which wasn't a bad thing what so ever. In fact it's probably right up there on my good times list.

We made each other laugh big time. We kept screaming at her TV when these bimbo's were running away from Jason who was wielding a huge sword/knife. We kept making jokes saying had it been a NYorker Jason would be fucked. Anyone who's a NYorker knows we've all been there and done that when it comes to getting mugged or talking our way out of shit. I think we'd have more game had he come after any of us. Being that we are all smart cookies.

So we all basically just chilled and talked smack. It was funny and crazy because B told us the reason why she had disappeared for a while. Apparently her best friend was living with her boyfriend and B. B had actually said that her friend could crash at her place for a bit as a favor. She's known this friend for 10 years!

So a month ago B found out that her friend (of 10 years) and live in boyfriend were fucking behind her back. She had this huge confrontation with them and now the friend is out and not living in NYC anymore and the boyfriend which is now the ex is going psycho on her. And while B is telling us all this drama we are amazed. It feels like we are watching one of those white trash TV shows, something like that Springer show. And B even comments on that (joking-wise) saying that she never believed her life would fall into any topic that might be covered on a Springer show.

And it's so fucked up and I feel bad for her because she moved out of the place and took all her stuff and now she's just floating about in her car and in friends houses. It sucks because her mom doesn't live here and she's still in school so it's just royally fucked up. So now her life is chaotic because of some dumbfuck man and a friend who was never her friend. You live you learn, still what a fucked up lesson to learn.

Apart from B's story we had a good time. We drank. I developed an eye allergy because I always forget N has cats and so my eyes go all red and swell up making me look ridiculous. But we drank some more and just talked shit. After we decided to go around the corner and have one last drink. We barely consumed the last round before we each decided to leave. I'm pretty sure we were all buzzed being that we all had our fill of libations. So we all parted: M & I going home, N going downtown for some "party favors", and B on her phone talking to the psycho ex.

It was a strange and yet mellow night. We vowed to each other that next year we should have a Halloween party but it's a guarantee we'll forget so our chances of this happening again next year are pretty decent. Still a good time was had by all.



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