Officially, once again, spending New Year's Eve alone, because I'm a goddamn fucking loser. Which is why I hate this holiday.

There were two things I got invited to. One of which invited me out as "we invite anyone and everyone and yeah we know you can't come because how would you get here anyway plus lots of stairs, not enough places to sit, and far too many people" and the other one "there will be hoards of screaming children." 

I would normally, in this instance, just go get some champagne or prosecco, and order Chinese food, and watch movies and go to bed early. But I can't fucking go out and run errands. So I might as well just close up shop and go to bed now and just drug myself til this year is over.

I'm really good at pretending I'm fine. Here is where the real me comes out of hiding. Nobody wants to read this shit, though. They only want to see the surface me. So for 2017 I'll keep the hidden me restricted to my paper journal. Only cheerful and uplifting from here on out!

Happy fucking New Year.

dreamwidth crossposting. 

I don't know how much of this I'll be using for now. It depends on how community is going to build over here. For now, I just wanted to save my spot and just ride things out until Livejournal goes kaput or Dreamwidth picks up speed. I am not going to do much crossposting. Don't know what will go over here. Not a lot, I'd reckon. But we'll see.