They're showing pictures of Times Square on the news, even though it's only 2.30p on the East Coast right now, and I'm just looking hungrily, wanting to go home.

Later. It's 8.12p and I have 48 minutes to write this and post it or I have blown Holidailies. Of course, you are supposed to write an entry a day, not several entries every few days, so I have sort of not been in with the spirit of the Holidailies, but by golly, I want to be listed on the top of the side bit of the people who have written 31 entries!

Or 34 like Nicole, 33 like Socar, and 32 like Darkmoon, Jennifer, and Beth. The show-offs!

I spent all yesterday on the phone, because Mom was bound and determined that I get some catering work while I'm here. Of course, I knew that it was completely impossible for me to get a job at this late date, and I loathe making all of those damn phone calls.

However, what was the worst thing that could happen? Either the phone number had been disconnected, there was no answer, I left a message, or I talked to a person who said no. The worst thing that could happen would have been that I actually had to do a catering job tonight, but that didn't happen.

Then I had to go to the party that I never like going to. The thing that made this year different from all other years was that I brought my knitting.

Usually I have to stare off into space in a concentrated manner so that people don't feel the need to come and talk to me, but if you are knitting, that both keeps people at bay without being too rude, and at the same time gives people something to talk about when they do come up and talk! It's the best of both worlds.

When I went in, I told Mom I would stay for two hours, and when two hours were up, I took my piece of pumpkin cheesecake and walked home. It could have been worse.

It's 8.45p, or 11.45p on the east coast! I made it!

Today's horoscope:
If you need tranquility or an easy commute, leave early to beat the crowd. Hole up with loved ones and adequate supplies for all, watching the festivities from afar. Emerge from your cocoon only when ready.

One year ago today:
Also, of course, I'm as popular as the guy in the Mickey costume, shiny-eyed kids pointing at me with joy as far as the eye can see. I feel nearly normal at Disneyland. I should live there.

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