It took me quite awhile to find my car in the parking lot, but, obviously, I did. The temperature here is -20, which is colder than Winnipeg, but there is less snow.
I slept this morning and read the paper. Generally unproductive.
I’m feeling a little depressed again. I came back to Edmonton at this time so I could try and find a New Year’s Eve party to go to. But I haven’t any ideas. The newspaper columnist even commented on the disappointment of these parties. I toyed with the idea of having people over for a Random Acts of Gaming, but the first person I called already has plans for the evening, so I lost enthusiasm for the idea.
I should go out, but I also remember being told that I shouldn’t do things that I don’t enjoy. If I do go out, it will be alone, and I’ll go to some place where everyone is already a couple and wind up feeling depressed. But staying home, alone, is also depressing.
Even if I do go out, where do I go. Let’s face it, the bar I go to regularly doesn’t play good music and the only reason I go is that I know one other person there. I heard that last year the Citadel theatre had a good party. That might be on this year.
I’m sure whatever I do I will be disappointed.