So last night I got drunk and wished for death.

Okay, not entirely. I went to the Love Creek party for about five minutes, and then I realized that I didn't want to talk to a single person there for even a second and a half, and what I wanted was a goddamn drink, and I could pay $5 for one at the bar, or I could go home and raid that Callahan's liquor cabinet.

I grabbed my coat and left.

Cynthia said that they looked for me when they were going to leave and found me gone. At that point I had been gone for about four hours. Guess that proves how memorable I am.

And what was the matter?

Well, before the party there was the Christmas show, and there was a great show called Daphne's Christmas, Daphne being this funny, slutty, substance-abusing character that has appeared in several of Le's plays, and near the end, after half an hour of hilarity, she said that her last New Years Resolution was for "Someone to love Daphne. Of course, I'd love them, too, but it's always easier for Daphne to love. That's on every year's list, but this year is the Millennium, so it's sure to come true!"

Well, ain't that depressing.

And it occurred to me that, though I have joked about this in the past, it really is true--that no-one will ever love me and that I will never have sex again (it's been close to ten years and it's not like I'm getting more attractive as the years fly by) and I will, in fact, die alone.

I said that to Cynthia when she got home, and she said "Could be worse! You could still be living with us, and that will be worse than dying alone!"

"No," I said,"It's exactly the same thing."

My horoscope (below) is not only true today, it's true every day. My whole life is imaginary.

Today's horoscope:
Your imagination is strong today and you relaxing--through TV, movies, stories, tall tales or simply dreaming.

One year ago today:
And The Raccoon will have to deal with it 'cause I'll be GONEGONEGONE!!!

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