Ahhh I'm so excited; 2002! The last time there was a year that only required 2 numbers pressed in a staccato fashion was 1991 - 7th/8th grade. Anyway, that was a random observation. I guess observations are inherently random...

I should note that Billy died Friday night. I'm surprised its affecting me as much as it is, since we weren't really close friends. Death of a stranger is sad; of course it's heightened when you knew the person. I don't know; I really don't have much to say about it, but Billy will certainly be missed by a lot of people, including me.

I'm going to start tonight's festivities at the Calyph to see Don'L and Ria Carey perform - that should be fun. And then off to the Loft where I had such a great New Year's Eve time last year, the parts I remember, anyway...

I'm not going to San Francisco with Matt; I'm tired of his psycho-childishness. I'm trying to get Troy to go, even offering to pay his way, but so far he's declining. I'm not too worried; I know he's just giving me a hard time - he'll go.

A lot happened last night at the Calyph. We gathered there to celebrate his life. Some people couldn't come; the Calyph is where Billy had his heart attack. But I thought it was fitting since Karaoke and the Calyph were two of his most favorite things. It was a good night for me at the Calyph; I was in full voice for a change.

A lot more happened last night, but I don't feel like talking about it right now. Happy New Year!