Parade
Alright. It's New Year's Eve, daytime. I'm in Penticton which normally wouldn't prevent me from funning-it up. But today, oh today, none of my friends are here. Well, they are. But they're the diluted-dialated ones. Less fun ones. It's all just less comfortable with them. I should have returned to Vancouver yesteday with my pa, but I didn't. Zut. But last year was so great when friends were here. Let the pity parade roll on. Here goes something.