December 7 – Community. Where have you discovered community, online or otherwise, in 2010? What community would you like to join, create or more deeply connect with in 2011? (Author: Cali Harris)
Another somewhat vague answer, but in leaving New York for LA I had to let go of the tight knit community that I had grown so accustomed to. It's funny because yesterday I wrote an answer to this question about how distancing myself from my community had allowed me to see myself in a different light, but then last night I had a mini-meltdown in which I realized how much I miss my community and the me that existed in it. I guess I have developed an appreciation for what I used to have because I no longer have it. In 2011 I'd like to become a part of the stand-up comedy community. This is something that I was beginning to do in New York, but only in anticipation for becoming more involved once I got here, so now's the time!
December 8 – Beautifully Different. Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different – you’ll find they’re what make you beautiful. (Author: Karen Walrond)
It's very difficult to assess ones own attributes, isn't it? No matter what I feel like an asshole for writing about myself in such a positive manner. But since I have to (and I've committed to this, so I guess I do), I guess I'd have to say that my energy makes me different. I get very excited about simple things and tend to have boundless energy, which makes me, generally speaking, pretty pleasant to be around.
December 9 – Party Prompt: Party. What social gathering rocked your socks off in 2010? Describe the people, music, food, drink, clothes, shenanigans. (Author: Shauna Reid)
Honestly, I don't remember the exact date of the party, or what I was wearing or what we were drinking, but I had a party in my old apartment on E 3rd st sometime in January or early February and it was off da hook. Sorry. But for real, it was awesome. I invited a few people over and it just escalated into a full-blown party. All of the girls from the restaurant that I worked at came after work and they brought along with them a few bottles of Montepulciano and one of the regulars...a middle-aged (sorry, the truth hurts, huh?) Italian man hopped up on one too many of the aforementioned Montepulcianos and espresso. We went to the dive bar around the corner and I just remember smiling to the point of jaw pain.
Look at me! I'm all caught up. And my ankle is almost healed. I'm pretty tired, but I'll tell you guys about the time that I embarrassed myself at an art opening tomorrow...