Will this be another installment of the long winded blog post??? Only my typing will tell, won’t it?
So, New Year’s Eve is tomorrow and the weather people predict it to be a shit filled diaper of a two year old denying the load and hiding behind the sofa for driving conditions due to rain and snow and possibly a drop in temperature and freezing roads. I try to be positive. I hope it’s just slush ya know.
I don’t drive though, because I’m afraid to, but I am concerned for the people I’ve entrusted to drive my ass around and for all the others attempting to travel to their fun time celebration destinations. I hope it’s just slush for real, ya know.
I mentioned previously about some of the ways things changed for me this year. I might mention more ways while I write this, but I am first going to mention that I’ve been taking some meds the last two weeks, and the side effects have been nut case bitch with a psycho cherry bomb on top timed to the patterns of a whittled wooden abacus. I will admit to being crazy sometimes. I’ve got some out there sort of thoughts, but this week or so I have felt a bit out of control.
Like ahhh, oh my gods, what are these feelings, I thought I liked my white hairs because they looked like glitter, how come they don’t suddenly, why do I only want to eat string cheese, not even eat it really just pull it apart, and I’ve been writing letters to friends. Luckily for my friendships I didn’t send most of them because they are pretty much the word mush of string cheese I had placed under my three separate dictionaries a few nights ago, just to see if it would get mushy after about five minutes. It totally did and for some reason that satisfied me in the moment. In an attempt to feel in control of my feelings I chose to execute meticulous tasks like stringing all my buttons (like a thousand buttons) through a needle connected to a thin wire ribbon of sorts only to cut the ribbon once stung into even four and a half inch segments. WTF?!
I’m done with this shit show on Friday and should feel my whatever sort of normal I usually feel self in about a week from now. Drugs are bad kids and they mess you up. I’m not going to just blame my current prescribed drug use, I’ve also been missing my necklace all week too and that’s got me feeling like I have even another screw lose. I forgot it a boy’s house. This boy or should I say from the male gender dude guy man, oh whatever, you get it, he doesn’t have girl parts, anyway, this boy is super great.
Right now I kind of want to write about why I think this guy is so super great, but I won’t say much here because you’ll be all jealous or grossed out or get a room about it. Yeah, he is shockingly a really wonderful man and completely unexpected in my life in the whole scheme of how things have been going. I even gave him a present! A cool present! I think I may have lucked out and I kind of feel like wearing a whistle around my neck with a note attached saying, I hope I don’t blow it.
So next we meet here dear readers it will likely be 2011! I remember ten years ago this time of year and I was totally working and bummed out that I wasn’t going to a party and having fun, because I was working and had to get up and go to work super early in the morning the following day. This year, not the case, I have plans. I have fun time celebration plans.
My sister-in-law who I always secretly thought was one of the coolest chicks (and I’m coming to find is even more interesting than I ever thought) ever said her and my brother are probably meeting up with my friends and me for what I think will be a wildly entertaining night. That is exciting, because I haven’t really had much opportunity over the years to really hang out with them or do any sort of social function events outside of family stuff with them. I will note they are about a decade older than me so when I was twelve they were obviously not inviting me out for a cocktail or anything. Plus! I am hanging out with the amazing Naomi and the glorious Kate, and seeing other fantastic people. So no matter how the night goes I know it will be one of the best nights ever because I’m spending it with two of the greatest girls ever that I have ever know. So yeah, I’m in a way better place than I was my last post, even if I’ve been hoboing about the borderline insane train the last ten to fourteen days.
I also wanted to say, my Christmas was actually a success! It totally worked out and I’m happy about everything about it. Lovely family, lovely friends, and some lovely people I was able to assist and be helped by along the day.
On my personal new year, my birthday, I said that I was absolutely convinced that this will be the best year of my life. Then after a comment I edited myself by saying, my life so far. Well, I am doing the best that I can and I’m starting to see results, good results, so I’m staying positive and optimistic and hopeful that my convictions come to fruition.
I leave you and 2010 here with a picture of chocolate covered cherry mice with almonds for ears chilling with cheese and being all cute and things.
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