Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Not to get all mushy, but I just want to thank all my friends, family members and family friends for their unwavering support of me and my decision to get the hell out of dodge. You guys are awesome; I'm totally feeling the love. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I honestly don't know how people get through life without amazing friends and families. And as far as this being, scientifically, the "most depressing day of the year," I submit: February 14th.

At least for the single folks. And, I would imagine, it's not an easy day for the gents involved in new relationships either. I can't imagine it's fun negotiating the choppy waters of dating on such a loaded date, especially in Manhattan, where the restaurants will take advantage of any holiday to set prix fixe menus. Good luck with that, guys. I am here if you need suggestions—start saving. That's my first bit of advice. And, for the love of Hashem, do not book a first date on V-day. Or a second one, for that matter. Third one could work.

I have a mysterious package waiting for me in the lobby with no return address label. Given this blog and some of the random crazies who are reading it—I'm talking about the ones I don't know; I love my crazy friends and family members—I'm a little wary. If I don't post for a couple of days, call the bomb squad.