The year was okay, I thought. Not bad, not great, just okay. Work wise, everything was mostly fine. I passed the one year mark in my practice. I got along with most of my patients, and got into some fights with a few drug seeking psycho's. It was a very conflicted, drama-filled year at the medical office.
After talking about it for months, I was finally able to save enough to get a nice sound system for my home. It's a 5.1 system, using the Onkyo TX-806 receiver, Arcam Muso loudspeakers, and a Velodyne subwoofer. The Onkyo 806 is one badass piece of equipment. Then I got a playstation 3 so I could watch high definition blu-ray movies. The first movies I acquired: Dark City and Men in Black, thanks to Masa, and Dark Knight, which I ordered myself. I don't even own any playstation 3 games. Tomorrow I will do another step long overdue, upgrade my cable to high definition digital. Overall I'd have to say that the sound system was the highlight of the year for me. And I think it's kind of sad to consider getting some high tech toy to be the highlight of your year.
Personally, I found the year to be kind of a downer. In April I went on a date with a woman who was 5 years older than me. Obviously we didn't see each other again after that since she thought I was too young for her. At the time, I was still 29. I didn't go on another date for more than six months, when I started dating "Reese Witherspoon." No I didn't actually date Reese Witherspoon. That's just my codename for her. Things with Reese didn't exactly work out. You know how it is with those Hollywood actresses. If I would pick a theme song for how I felt about her, it would be "Build Me Up Buttercup" by The Foundations. You know, the song they played at the end of "There's Something About Mary." By the time we had gone out for two months and she stopped talking to me, I was thoroughly bummed. If there was something the experience pointed out to me, it was how dry my social life had become. It's like I live in a desert where I never get to meet anyone new, anywhere.
I got a church I go to now, but don't really know anyone there except some Iolani people. I planned on joining a small group this month. I felt I needed to reconnect and hang out more with my Iolani friends. One of my mom's friends thinks I should take up tennis, which I haven't played since junior high and by the way, I suck at tennis. I used to think I was all right, but one day when I was 11 years old in Iolani Summer School, I played a set against Augusto Camara, and he totally kicked my ass. I never got more than two points in a game, and those were due to his errors. Augusto died three years ago. But I'll never forget that he kicked my ass in tennis. Where was I? Oh yeah. There's some other clubs and classes I could do. I guess the point of this is not so much just to get dates, but get out of the house and meet people. My colleague told me I should get on facebook. He said, "I'll bet you a hundred bucks you can get a date through facebook within a year. If my semi-employed, middle aged, loser friends can get a date, you should have no problem." I guess I need to make more friends. Want to be my friend?
Yesterday, it was New Year's Eve. I went again to Lori's house, where I have gone every year except once, since 1996. While I was there, I saw Steph there for the first time in eight years. I used to have this hopeless crush on her after I met her in 1998. We corresponded for a while, then hung out a few times in the summer of 2000. I remember we watched "X Men" and "Me, Myself, and Irene" together, as well as the musical Rent when it came to Blaisdell. I used to really like this girl but it had no future because she lived in Chicago. So I never told her that I liked her. After I left for New York, we lost touch. A few years later, she got married to this tall haole guy from Ohio. When I saw her and sat down next to her, we caught up on the last eight years, and then I just kind of ran out of things to talk to her about. I just wasn't that interested in her life anymore. We didn't really have any common ground other than a history of playing in Symphony together. She was this sort of mystery girl, the girl I never really got to know because she was always literally so far away, and I used to think about her and curse my misfortune and wonder what might have been. All of that just sort of faded away into oblivion and after awhile I just completely forgot about her. It was the same manner in which Marcel Proust's narrator in "In Search of Lost Time" consigns his lover to oblivion and he forgets his love for her. So it was interesting to see her again after so long, looking the same as I remembered her, but a little sad too, because it brought back the memory of the lonely feelings I had when I was in college.
I got home from Lori's house before midnight. I would have gone to bed but knew I couldn't sleep with the fireworks going on. So I played Call of Duty 4, banked my prestige for the third time, and gave it a whirl. And wow, I had the best gaming session online than I'd had all year. I must have played at least 4-5 games with 20 or more kills, positive kill/death ratio. I was on fire. I had this one game where I pulled off a score of 32-4, at one point racking up 17 consecutive kills without dying, and this was at level 13. All I was using was M16 red dot, with stopping power. Holy crap I just freaking dominated that game. The next day I hopped online and I got my butt whooped on COD4. Which leads me to believe that on New Years Eve, I was playing a bunch of noobs, but all the hardcore gamers came on during the day. Why the gamers felt the need to do something else New Years Eve is beyond me.
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