January 01, 2011|
New Year a pointless celebration, but I joined in anyway. Party in SF with music people, fog machine, awkward dancing, everyone seemed to be having fun. I felt awkward. Watched everyone mack on each other, watched some scrawny guy get on this somewhat babely girl, felt lame for not having game, watched girl I used to fuck kissing someone else, after midnight it all seemed pointless, went South to see punk friends, no one picked up phone, but I took slight risk. Figured it'd be worth seeing if they were there even though maybe no one would be up. My friend hosting the party was already gone, not well, her boyfriend was there, fun as usual, sat outside on a bench with arm wrapped around other girl I used to fuck, and it felt okay.