In which FHC starts recalling 2006 but eventually gives up

I was grabbing lunch with my friend Alex A. at Kinkhead’s yesterday when he asked me what my achievements in 2006 and overall impression on the year were (Alex is the only one of my friend who still politely acts as if he thought I could handle a coherent conversation). I really felt like ordering a second bloody mary but did not as I have been courageously struggling to be a little more sober in the last two days after noticing that I gained 6 pounds in 2 months. So instead I faked a panic attack alright.

I don’t recall much of 2006 besides the fact that Dell recalled my computer battery and I did not return it which is a very weak form of suicide. Ok I am lying: I think it’s the first year I did not take any anti-depressant…. and I divorced in August. I actually thought about taking anti-depressant when I divorced but felt a little too lazy about finding a new psychiatrist after the old one died in a jetski accident in Palma de Majorque (he was really expensive too). I also did not do any hard drug as my dealer ended up in a federal jail. I quit Propecia and that was such a f***ing mistake. On the pills aspect, 2006 was a complete disaster basically.

In 2006, I got my first ipod and a computer. It’s also the year I started to panic about turning 30 in two years and not being able to hide the fact that I am completely lost behind the usual elusive twinkish cuteness which I anyway never really managed to pull. Someone even called me a “hairless troll freak” at a party but I ignored him. I also got a little anxious about the all dirty bomb rumor. Well that’s definitely not an achievement so forget that one. I went to see my family three times - twice with my ex - and then my mother came to torture me for a week so we could say I achieved something in the family front (NDLR: that does not qualify as an achievement either). My roommate dumped me for some divinity teacher. I resented it so much that I started  hanging out with Mark H. I organized a WE by myself in London and one in  Rome (but then I did not get laid in any of these places so…). Gosh this is depressing, vodka gimlet anybody ?

Comments

[Max]

Have a good holiday. X.

[LL]

You forgot to mention all the times you were convinced you had H5N.