Tails of a 17th Street Geisha

I have no friends. NObody loves me. I have finally become a jill-of-all-trades when it comes to friends. I have a million friends who I know only ever so slightly and I’m not on anybody’s radar when it comes o partying or halloween.

here’s a recipe for becoming a hermit: take 6 months in a relationship, add 5 months tending to a roommate who was new to DC and knew NO ONE in the city,   mix in 3 months of dog duty morning/noon/night… and what do you get? ME!

I wanted to see Carl Cox but everyone had something else better to do or was not interested. Then it was rainy. Then everyone was tired. I guess I’m sad because I pulled together a great costume at the last minute and was all dressed with somewhere to go… but no one to go with

I know I’m totally whining, but I’ve never felt more alone in my life. Even as a big ass drunk back in the day I felt like I had more friends. I had no friends when I was little and it’s a sad feeling.

I miss Paul.

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