Wednesday, December 31, 2003

twelve minutes of my life...

that i can't get back. we just returned from downtown, where we wasted a couple hours wandering the mall, waiting for the overrated New Year's Eve fireworks show. i don't know why numerous people have recommended this lame show. i'm serious...there were no memorable mortar shells with huge sprays and colors. it was like watching the fountains that they sell during the 4th, when you didn't have time to go over the state line (to Wyoming) and were stuck with buying fireworks that don't even leave the ground. bleah!

ah well. at least we had a good dinner at the new Little India's on 15th and Champa. it had been at least three months since we went out for Indian, so we were chowing down on all that wonderful vindaloo and saag...sigh.

aside from the throngs of people and the lackluster show, life is good. now, if you'll excuse me, there's a bottle of wine (no champagne) in the refrigerator that's calling my name.

Happy New Year everyone!

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