moot.

but whatever.
the other night i walked down to mulholland's to sit next to michael at the bar while he went absolutely berserk watching the patriots game. as i sat there watching i suddenly realized how different the dating world is here in new york compared to austin.

example
the following is how i would have described a guy that i thought was a total catch to one of my girlfriends in austin:

"you should totally meet him. he's really fucking cool, he's totally funny, he's sweet, he rides a hot bike, and he's really REALLY good at kickball."

compared to nyc:

"you should totally meet him. he's straight, he's single, no kids, and he's employed. total catch."

how pathetic is that? ladies of nyc, my heart goes out to you...

thanksgiving in chicago was cold as fuck, but very nice. hanging out with alison's future husband did me good. it's good to be back home though, and be off for the rest of the month. michael and i are trying to plan a spur of the moment vacation but can't decide between mexico, puerto rico, or a couple of nights at "the sherry" in miami for some flight crew debauchery. i need inspiration.

i need the beach.
i need a valium