
I’m bracing myself.
Right now, I’m sitting in my housecoat and pajamas, drinking a cinnamon and hazelnut coffee, smoking a pipe and bracing myself. I am dreading the walk home along Queen West tonight. The streets will be full of some of the most vile humans there are: People looking for a good time. It doesn’t get much worse than that.
I really hate Queen West. It’s full of people looking for something that isn’t there and making something that is. Mobs of these folks will be wandering from jukejoint to jukejoint, throwing up all over the place and shouting. They’re always shouting.
I have no place to go to, no parties to attend and I would rather keep it that way. But staying in on New Year’s Eve always feels funny. Like I’m missing something better. Going out feels the same way. There’s no way to win.




2 comments
Danielle
January 4, 2008 at 1:49 am (UTC -4) Link to this comment
So its not just me with that feeling like I am missing something good somewhere else. Especially on NYE.
I like the new header, I don’t see what is so offensive about it though?
Ryan Oakley
January 4, 2008 at 1:50 am (UTC -4) Link to this comment
You missed the other one – this one is even newer.