New Year’s Eve has long been one of my most feared and disliked of all holidays. While I like wishing people happy new year’s I’m not sure I buy into the hype. Everywhere, people are hoping and wishing THIS will be the year. It might be, and then again it might not. We might have another drought and then again we might have a “normal” year. Whatever that means.
In the annals of my adult life, I have had more sad and lonely New Year’s Eves than ones with loving and kisses. It’s a nice tradition to end the old year with a bang and start the new one off right. Unfortunately I did not marry someone who holds true to that line of thought. More on that one in just a second, but the pre-Arywn days might be instructive.
I can not remember having a NYE kiss in either high school or college. Got drunk plenty of times, but I guess I never found the right drunk girl! It wasn’t until after I graduated and after my first real heartbreak that I seemed to have found a few of those moments. Dec. 31st, 1989 @ 11:59 I got kissed by a girl in a bar and we dated for a few months after.
January 1st, 1991 @ 12:05 I got kissed by a drunk girl at a party who kissed several of us guys. She had been divorced for about a month and was cutting loose. I think she got quite a few date invitations after that, and mine was one of the lucky ones. For the next 4 months I became a pretty regular sex toy for this lady who was about a decade older than me. I won’t lie…she WAS good and I learned a LOT from her….the good the bad and the ugly. By August of that year she was remarried…to someone else.
December 31st, 1992 @ 11:30 pm – Jan 1st, 1993 @ sometime after the ball dropped: Probably my best NYE EVER! I happened to be with a girl who WAS very sentimental about these sorts of things, and we rang out the old and rang in the new in very proper fashion. Namely we were naked. We had already been dating since early spring, and this would be the high point of our relationship I think. Unfortunately we did not make to the next New Year.
Jan 1st, 1994 @ 12:01 a.m.or so. Was at a party and actually did just kiss a girl out of the blue because she was there and I was there and it was midnight….why not? Within the next hour I was kissing up on another girl whom I really wanted to date but in both cases…we just remained friends.
January 1st, 1995 @ 12:01 – Even though I was dating the girl who would become my wife, I was ringing in this one solo as she went back home to her family for the holidays.
December 31st, 1996 we were married and spent the holidays with family. There MIGHT have been a kiss at one of those NYE parties but I honestly can’t remember. That WAS a big year with being just married and all, and perhaps it says something about my sad state that I don’t even remember. “Sad state” being defined as me being an ass.
If memory serves me right, that really was the end of the NYE celebrating as a couple. In 1997 she was in nursing school and we might have gone to a party at some point with some friends, but again, I don’t really remember and I can’t really blame the drinking because I was doing very little of it by this time. In 1998, my wife was very pregnant and was sound asleep when the ball dropped. And this would be the pattern for about the next 10 years. I would stay up and be watching TV or be on the computer and she would be asleep.
Last year, I was in SL with my SL GF and we were, in a manner of speaking, skyclad and we were ringing in the new year with some fine pose-ball induced pixel grinding. It was a really nice way to get rid of the old and bring in the new. The problem with these sorts of things, if you look at the history, is that ringing in the new year with someone does not guarantee you will ring it in with them the next year. And so it was this year. my girl was somewhere in RL, ringing it in with real sex with a real guy somewhere.
OH…and I have the house to myself as my wife, 2 kids and both cats are in Florida with her mother.
This could have been one of those “Get drunk and cry alone” NYE moments, but I was really determined to stave that off. So I did go into SL where there was a virtual party and a virtual dance and my elf did end up having a great time with one of the other ladies there. She was not an elf or faery. She’s a fallen angel! Haha…I find that humorous for some reason.
No, no naked pixel grinding, but loads of just emoting and bonding and just being there in a real romantic sense and connecting. It’s not an easy thing to explain to anyone who has not actually been there. Except I do know that I have readers who have connected with me in a way through this blog, and I’ve connected with you. We’ve swapped stories and comments and thoughts and emotions. Just put that in a virtual environment where the responses and feedback are instant. So I rang in the New year across several time zones with the little, sweet fallen angel. Thus I did not feel lonely or deprived but it was just good company, which is what I needed most.
In SL, girls outnumber guys by about 3:1, with roughly half that number or more being guys who are playing girls. Heck, the little fallen angel could be a guy! But she plays her part well enough, I don’t even want to know any different. Let me have my fantasy! I have a better understanding of this than many because I have a couple of female characters who DO play the fantasy girls for specific guys. Do they have any idea the person on the other side is a guy? Nope. And I intend to keep it that way. And as long as the integrity of the play is kept, there should be no reason for it to be an issue. More often than not, a guy will assume the role of a bisexual female who will even prefer the company of other females. I’ve encountered more than one of these, who will play the part of a female but get a bit offended when the girl they are playing with turns out to be another guy thus ruining their little lesbian fantasy play. My girls play all girls who prefer the company of guys. I might write more about that when the fancy to do so hits me. Suffice it to say my girls are hawt!
I DO hope for the best for all of you in 2013. 2012 was a little bit rough in a lot of ways, but I am generally better off at least financially now than I was a year ago, outside of my virtual love life. And even if my blogging becomes scarce again, know that I do often think of you with fond memories and thoughts. Even if I might fuss a bit and go after an occasional reader/commenter you all represent a very real and concrete piece of my support. And it’s only been the past 2 weeks or so where I realized I needed a place to go to vent my spleen about various issues and needed something outside of SL. This space is not the most popular space but it might be the most important to me. so thanks to you all for being a part of it!