Archive for March, 2009
Duuuuuuuuude
Last night rocked.
Izzy was unable to make it due to a last-minute family thing, but Kelli and I pretty much carried on for six. Straight. Hours.
It was one of those things where you realize that regardless of all the years and time and changes and whatnot that take place between friends, if you really are friends then nothing truly changes and it feels like home. I know that Kelli and I have both grown both as people and as functional adults, and you’d think that there would be a point where we’d go “Really? You’re like that now?” but no. At the core, it was just like the old days. Kelli is still loud and opinionated and very straight-to-the point, and hilarious as hell. Everything I ever loved about her. And I hope that I wasn’t a complete bore or just a social retard, though honestly, she’d tell me if I was. So I’m thinking I’m A-OK.
We started out the night drinking wine, eating snacks, and catching up on everything under the sun. Her dog loved my leg. A lot. Like, humpy-hump a lot. Though at least he had the decency to not “finish”. By the end of the evening, we were crashed on the sofa, gulping down bottles of water. It was good. I hope we can do this again soon. Being that school and work have turned me into a complete hermit, I need these sorts of activities to keep me sane. Especially since I’ve got a lot of hell ahead of me.
Oh, Did I mention?
Yeah, speaking of school. I’m taking four classes this term. Forest Ecology, Biology of Birds, National Parks Geology and Preservation, and Riparian Watershed Management. All classes I’m super excited about, but I’m already having doubts about the heavy courseload. I could spread it out to another term if I needed to, but I really want to do this. I know I can do it. I just need to try harder than I normally do.
I’m wondering how badly this blog will now suffer at the hands of my education?
Going back in time
I’m a smidge nervous and all kinds of excited. I haven’t seen my friend Izzy in a couple of years, and I really haven’t seen my friend Kelli in…god…six years? Thereabouts? Yeah. Which I’m sure some of you are like “Psh…I have friends I haven’t seen in decades…” But srsly. Kelli and Izzy are two of my oldest friends. They know things about me that hardly anyone else knows (give it time, I’m sure I’ll blab it all to you here eventually) and were there for me during some real shit times in my life. They also have the balls to tell me when I’m being a doucherocket, something I’m totally in love with. So you can fully appreciate why, although we all communicate regularly via MySpace and Facebook, it is still completely unacceptable that so much time has lapsed since we’ve seen one another.
That is why I sent both Izzy and Kelli a note on Facebook last week demanding some in-person lovin’. They were totally receptive to my insanity, and now here we are, ready to roll. Well, not just yet. Still a few more hours before we’re scheduled to descend on Kelli’s house and drink and eat until our faces fall off.
I’m stoked. A tad nervous, because I just don’t know if I’m too obnoxious to be around these days or what. But like I said…these ladies have known me forevah and have dealt with all my sundry life issues thus far. If it turns out that I’m a total spaz, they’ll either kick my ass or roll with it. That’s what friends are for, yes?
Debating on whether or not to take my camera. I don’t want to be this uber dork right away. I should at least let them simmer a bit in my juicy weirdness before I explode bizarre flava all up in their grills. That’s my train of thought anyway. Hm. Camera left home, I’m thinking.