christaylor

All my friends are quite a ways away from me. It's 9pm on New Years Eve and I am heading to bed. Guess that is the price to pay for being picky about the company you keep. Smoke then sleep, g'night 2003.

Well ok, so I woke up at 11pm, an hour before New Years. Took my dog for a walk and ended up crashing a neighbor's party. Bug and I hung out for about an hour until new years, gave my little girl a big new year's kiss then took her home so I wouldn't have to worry about what she was getting into or what all the soon to be too drunks were trying to give her. Went back, hung out for an hour, watched them get shit faced and decided I wasn't going to be having any more fun and just left. Weird mix of people. Yuppie elitests looking at my like I'm a freak, stoners thinking I'm just like them, and people just generally getting on my nerves. Ohh well, beats doing absolutly nothing I guess. Happy New Years all.