The holidays are coming to a close; there's only one more day to get past - the dreaded New Years Eve, where the usual mentality is "party until you can't party anymore". What better way to enter the new year if not draped over a toilet, emptying your stomach of the numerous vodka tonics consumed in preparation for that one moment? If you're lucky, your boyfriend is there holding your hair for you. If you're really lucky, all your friends are gathered around you recording the moment so they can later post your humiliation on youtube.
Some people might argue with me, but I stand by that last statement. OK, maybe the youtube part was taking things a bit far. Something I've realized lately is that it's rather easy to find a significant other, but it's much more difficult to find good friends. Relationships come and go (as my blog definitely proves), but good friends stick around with you through all of the tears, the plots for revenge, the sociopathic ranting, and even the self-centered overemotional blogging that spews forth when one of those flavor-of-the-week relationships go sour.
I've always been involved with someone. Always. It's not intentional; I'm rarely looking for someone when it happens. It just happens that way. I met Mike shortly after leaving my husband. I met Greg when I was running away from Mike. I took more of a break before I found Keith, but it wasn't really all that long. Because of this, I've rarely had much attention to dedicate towards friends. I'll admit that when I'm with someone, most of my attention (that teensy bit that isn't all about myself) gets focused on that person. I had a lot of friends, but most of the ones I'd qualify as really good friends were actually ex-boyfriends. Since I moved here, that has been changing.
I don't regret that I won't be part of a couple on New Years Eve. Maybe the one person that I might let hold my hair back - if I hadn't chopped it all off - is halfway across the country, but I kind of prefer it that way. I'm spending this New Years Eve with good friends, and that means a lot more to me right now.
As a side note, I'm late on getting out holiday cards. I was getting ready to send everything out the day I had the motorcycle accident. So what were Christmas cards are quickly becoming "Happy New Year" cards. My apologies, and many thanks to those of you that sent me a card for the holidays.
Also, one of the many benefits of working for Yahoo! is a pro Flickr account, so any new pictures will be posted to my flickr account.
quality -> qualify
Thanks, fixed.
Damn you for not being online tonight. I could have used some incite. I saw two people from my childhood and for years I envisioned my meeting up with them going one way and it went completely to the shitter. Fuck it is so bad when you come from so little and those that were there from so little cannot even understand the totality of what you have overcome. In one conversation you can feel like they cannot understand where you have been and what you have achieved or what you think you have achieved is nothing and that those who are your true peers think you are just selling out to something that you are not. Sorry to spill this. It has been a very weird night. Hope your's was better. I just wish that these two people could have seen things the way I perceive they really are. And I wonder if their lack of perception is the way things really should be. Blah blah.
Mike