I had a nicer time than I anticipated at the potluck yesterday. Met some nice people that I could actually come close to holding a conversation with and had some good home cooking. I'm awful at small talk and social graces. Mostly, at gatherings of strangers, I like to watch and try to stay out of the way.
Today I bought groceries and the sunday paper. Then went out to late lunch and hung out with Spike in east Atlanta.
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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