| 29.12.16 11:22 |  |  | #tbt Last year, Natalie talked me into coming to the Transmission "Prom" for New Year's Eve instead of staying home doing nothing. (It didn't take a lot of arm twisting.) I dug an eBay-purchased tuxedo out of the closet and was astonished to find that it fit me. Of course, I wore the same K-Swiss Classics I always wear. I got to Varsity Theatre pretty late so I had to park a whole lotta blocks away (Map My Walk said it was 5/8 mile) but it was warm enough that I didn't need a coat. Lots of revelers out in Dinkytown and several folks loved my outfit - one guy forced me into his Periscope for longer than I wanted, but he was in a good mood so I was a good sport about it. I think he liked my hair more than my tux, to be honest. It's weird that I can remember these fine details, right? Anyway, I had a good time and really started to lighten up about Transmission from then on. To avoid a 10x multiplier on the Uber, K-la and Laura took the very long walk with me back to the car for a free ride back to K's place, where they let me hang out with them until everybody fell asleep. It was a really fun night. Here I am with all of them - Natalie, K-la and Laura - three people who really, really helped me out during some low tough times when I most needed somebody just to listen and be there, and I managed to do a really shitty job repaying them for that as they are now three people I'm pretty sure I'm not friends with at all here at the end of 2016. That's three longer stories and probably not a great thing to talk about here. I still love all of them - and you! - but if 2016 hadn't already put us through the wringer with all the death and sadness and president-elects, my failure to maintain what I had thought were some sorta kinda close friendships has really been my biggest regret this year. And I know it would mortify them to see this here now but lucky for us, they won't. I've said it before that I can be a real fuckin' dynamo online but "real life" remains a challenge for me. I want to be better. We'll see who ends up in the photo booth with me Saturday night and I will hold out hope I can still be friends with THEM a year from NOW. (c. 2am, January 1, 2016) |
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