“There's more to life than just books, you know. But not much more...” - The Smiths
Thursday, December 19, 2013
We'll be having lunch at the new craft beer joint in the neighbourhood this afternoon. Tomorrow night we'll be having dinner there with David and Sarah, before heading down the street for a karaoke get-together. Then we'll stop off at Mary-Ellen's annual shindig just to say hi. Our buddy Alan will be here for Christmas Eve soup, as usual, and Christmas day dinner will be spent with David and Sarah and Sarah's parents. Gonna be a busy week, but I'll coming home to my sweet little cat every night.
Just kidding. Alan and Richard had a falling-out over whether or not Omar Khadr's lawyer deserves an award, and our friendship of 13 years is over. I will not be speaking to him or seeing him ever again, I suppose.
David and Sarah did not respond to our dinner invitation. We have not been invited for Christmas dinner.
There will be no karaoke. Richard doesn't trust the host. I lied to Mary-Ellen and told her I can't make it, as I do every year, because she only invites me. I certainly would never ask Richard to drop me off at a party to which he hasn't been invited, or take a cab to a party while he sits home alone.
There is no cat. Maybe in the new year.
I live in the land of Estoty with my sweetie, Richard, and our cat. I'm one of those mature (thirtysomething) students you see in the halls, the ones who make you think, "Well good for her, she hasn't given up on life yet, although she probably should."
My goal: to become a lawyer
"All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. All these aspirations are directed toward ennobling man's life, lifting it from the sphere of mere physical existence and leading the individual towards freedom." - Albert Einstein