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Livejournal, I am sorry I never update.
I use another blog, but perhaps I will cross blog from time to time.
The object of a New Year
is not that we should have
a new year. It is that
we should have a new soul.
--G. K. Chesterton
My New Year's Eve Photos are a tad delayed; 16 days!
The quality is shit by most standards, but I love night photos for the mystery they hold.
Trey and I had a very eventful New Year's Eve. We went to the Ybor City day parade, stopped by Harbor Island for a party at a friend's and a visit to the docks, then ended up in St. Pete for some gelato and fireworks with more friends. We missed the moment the clock struck midnight because there was a low-grade cover band playing loudly behind us. I am not sure why they did not stop playing. Maybe like everyone else in life they were seeking a little extra glimmer of the spotlight. It did not bother me, however. The fireworks lasted a while and I got my midnight kiss anyway ;)
I use another blog, but perhaps I will cross blog from time to time.
The object of a New Year
is not that we should have
a new year. It is that
we should have a new soul.
--G. K. Chesterton
My New Year's Eve Photos are a tad delayed; 16 days!
The quality is shit by most standards, but I love night photos for the mystery they hold.
Trey and I had a very eventful New Year's Eve. We went to the Ybor City day parade, stopped by Harbor Island for a party at a friend's and a visit to the docks, then ended up in St. Pete for some gelato and fireworks with more friends. We missed the moment the clock struck midnight because there was a low-grade cover band playing loudly behind us. I am not sure why they did not stop playing. Maybe like everyone else in life they were seeking a little extra glimmer of the spotlight. It did not bother me, however. The fireworks lasted a while and I got my midnight kiss anyway ;)