New Years was quiet. Not bad but I hope that doesn't mean the entire year will be so uneventful and easy to forget. I watched television until the pot smoke from the boys on the floor below drove me out of my living room, chatted on the phone for a long time and eventually dozed off. Looked at the clock at 12:02 and decided that was two minutes too late to make any New Years phone calls. Back to sleep until morning.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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