Sunday, January 01, 2006

When midnight came I was standing next to Patrick at the Venture, surrounded by smoke and gay guys and balloons. A certain balloon-fetish porn star was hosting the New Years celebration, and Patrick and I will probably appear in some video, in between the segments where guys blew up balloons until they popped.

At home I smell like smoke and the cats crawl over me as I type this. I don't know why this New Year's Eve was the best I've ever had, perhaps that is a portent of good things to come.

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