My mom said it sounded depressing to be going to an event by myself. I usually LOVE to go alone to, say, Starbuck's to work on writing stuff, but going to a place where I really only knew three people was intimidating. Alas, this half recluse/half social butterfly forged on.
|Dave, who was having his 40th birthday bash, with his wife Anita. Dave's couch is where I first laid eyes on Aron in 1995.|
|The gang. A new girlfriend I made, a new guy friend (who won't be happy that his eyes were closed) and my sister-in-law, who was also around the night Aron and I first all went out with a group.|
|I thought I was ready to leave when someone went for a KK run. I got some donuts for the kids and a coffee for me. Anita is holding the box of KK as a joke because if she ate one donut she would go all Beavis and Butthead.|