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Monday, January 03, 2005

 

Still... Pretty Good Year

On the subject of New Year's Eve, I'm with Conrad the Gweilo*: New Year's Eve is when the people who don't go out do go out, and those of us with lives might as well stay home. Despite this, I made the mistake of letting my friend Michela drag me out to some ridiculously overpriced hogmanay hoedown in a hole in the ground in Chelsea. I have to say that I've spent better New Year's Eves: for example, all the ones when I did nothing, since spending eight hours in a converted storage cellar listening to wanky jazz covers of songs that weren't very good in the first place, while being jostled every twenty seconds by the waiters and the remarkably unappealing clientele, and paying ninety-nine pounds for the privilege, isn't exactly my idea of fun.

(Michela the convent-school-girl, seeing that I was not really in a party mood, decided that the best way to cheer me up was to pour champagne over me. It did not have quite the effect she was hoping for).

So much for the last New Year's Eve I will ever spend in Europe. I've known for years that I wanted to get the hell out of Britain (I'll blog about the reasons for that decision at a later date, but if you read Samizdata you'll probably guess what I'm talking about). With my background in finance I considered Switzerland for a while. Then I visited the place, and that cured me of any desire to move there. So, I'm getting the hell out of "Zerope" while the getting is good. Right now it looks most likely that I will end up in New York, via the associate program of some investment bank. I can think of worse ways to spend a few years.

*The Curse of xj strikes again: Gweilo Diaries has gone dark. I'm seriously tempted to link to Daily Kos or some other obnoxious blog to see if I can't take them down as well. xj: The Bloginator.

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