With New Years Eve just around the bend, a new emotion has been brought to the front of the crowd. My friends and I began arrangements for our new annual custom, the New Years Eve gaming party.

We begin by eating dinner at a Chinese buffet. Nothing fancy. Just good food with good friends at a low cost is the idea. Besides, Chinese food kicks ass and anyone who disagrees must be eating complete rubbish.

Anyway, afterwards we will be attending a friends house to play a large pile of video games non stop until 2 AM. Pretty nonsensical. Clearly. But we’re doing it anyway.

This year, there will actually be two girls permeating our nerdly midst. First of all, there is Amy who I have mentionned in previous log entries that have since been deleted. She is coming as Andrew’s date, as they have been boyfriend and girlfriend for six months now. They will arrive to dinner, and leave before midnight. Apparently, in their little universe the year rolls over before midnight. Why they are leaving, I don’t know. Andrew stayed past midnight last year. I imagine they are doing something together.

In addition, Binkle is finally unveiling his lady friend to us all. The girl simply known as “Erin” will be coming to dinner with us, attending the party, and then spending the night at Binkle’s house. Erin and Binkle have become ridiculously close, and may even be dating (as far as I know). Anyway, she is taking a two hour drive to spend time with us (or with him, but with good reason). I’m really happy for Binkle. Originally, there were huge transportation issues in getting her down here, but they have since been resolved.

Anyway, because my two best friends both have girlfriends, I feel kind of left out. A little foolish actually. They all have unique qualities that have appealed to someone, whereas I am attending this New years party sans fille. This is depressing. I’m glad Binkle has “found” someone. I’m sure Erin is a great person (at least from talking to her she seems to enjoy or at least pleasantly tolerate my sense of humour). Nevertheless, I can’t help thinking about my girlfriend deficit.

I’m happy for Binkle and Andrew, but depressed for me.

Happy New Year…I guess.