i don't easily remember the good times. the frustrations and annoyances are much more readily available to me, jumping up and yelping for attention and retribution while the memories of joy lie in wait, biding their time until they can smack me unawares and make a big show of how i've been in denial of the blesséd nature of my stochastically awesome life.
despite the complete and undeniable lack of smooching at midnight, this new year's eve proved to be pretty good. brought the year in with good people, new and old, and i remember all of it. funny how that's a sometimes unattainable goal -- remembering. used to be that i'd go until 4 and wish i didn't remember... now i hit 1 and hope that i will... ah, ageing...
anyhow, the stoch'd house made out all right, as well. z-dog's sad friend from out of town made an impressive display of down-ness by playing along for the night while he was at work; b-nay, even sleepy from the previous night's shenanigans at ace, performed admirably as a barber; ouisie played host with great care and consideration; and even julesicans, sick with strep, did what he could to hold it down. i am repeatedly impressed with the greatness of my tribe.
decade-in-review nostalgia seems rampant today, but i'll go with it anyway. over the last ten years, i've hit some pretty low lows, and a few high highs. from nearly snuffing out my best friend to recognizing my voice and accepting its purpose, the noughts definitely gave me something to work with as far as content and arc for my personal narrative. sitting on the precipice of this new decade i wonder what sort of trouble and mischief is in store. will i finally take the leap and
Friday, January 1, 2010
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