Wednesday, June 18, 2008

long time.

I know, it's been almost a month. And I have left you hanging. I am evil. And I must be destroyed.

Heck, though, you're not the only one who's been neglected. You should see my house. I kid you not, I have two laundry baskets full of crap that needs to get put away or thrown away or filed or burned. My house hasn't been vacuumed in three weeks. With flowers dropping from the tree and all the rain we had, it looks like I had an organic flower confetti party. And then there's the food the short has dropped under the table. I need to get a dog to clean that up. You know they're like indoor goats. Isn't that handy?

So what excuse do I have for such a blatant and cruel neglect of my friends and duties? To the audience of four who read this, first let me tell you that I am truly sorry. (Yes, I know only two comment consistently, but I swear I have at least two imaginary friends who lurk. Shut up and let me live my fantasy!)

So the excuses are as follows:
  1. After spring break, everything school-related starts FLYING by. But that excuse really doesn't work because I don't bring work home with me.
  2. I've been working two nights a week at Sylvan. But that excuse doesn't work, either, because what about the other five nights that I don't work?
  3. I've been hanging out with friends a lot. Face to face contact is very important.
  4. I'm out. I've got nothin, really.
But here I sit today, the wind in the trees, it's not too hot, Radio Paradise playing, the short at daycare, and I have a ton of blog time. But I'm at a loss to find stuff to share. Nothing's really been happening.

My original estimate was wrong about him, though. He's been through some sh!t, and while he still functions well and is ready to put it behind him, he seemed way too surprised when he found out I was actually an open, honest, trustworthy, and loyal friend. Seems the womyns he's been associating with are evil demons from hell in that they were selfish, insecure, manipulative, lying, and/or withholding. And he though we all were like that. Poor dude.

Now it's just up to me not to f*ck up, I guess. Which shouldn't be a problem. While I don't think it's beyond me to make a huge mistake, if I commit myself to the idea that I won't, I just won't. And I have, so I can't. So there.

He impresses me, though. He's a damn fine man.

Okay, must clean house. More soon.

It's SUMMER! WOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

2 other thoughts:

Kara said...

ok, in one paragraph you were talking about the short and right into the next one you were saying "he's been through some shit" and i still thought you were talking about the short.

but i see that you're not.

so that means the new guy is still around.

this pleases me.

nic said...

It pleases me, too. He's ...screw it, I can't think of any words to describe how awesome he is. I should post a pic or something.

The short is shit free, thank heavens. He's still crazy, but at least it's not because of damage like second hand smoke or mental abuse or neglect. It's because he's just so easy going. That makes him really weird.