I suppose I should deliver on the teasers I issued in the last post. Not much to deliver, though. I pretty much gave the complete run down on the show and, after giving it some thought, I'm not inclined to delve very deep into the tale of my being cast off, cut loose, by one of my friends. My apologies, then, for a couple of lame teasers. All I can say in my defense is that I was sleepy, disoriented, and possibly the victim of a dosing (Janelle may have spiked my coffee -- these things happen, y'know). In the interest of being at least somewhat faithful to my word, I'll deliver what I can.
As I said, I don't really care to go into detail concerning the matter of being un-friended (so what, I made up a word). I don't really have the energy to relive the experience, I just don't. I've moved on. If you're interested in knowing who did the dumping, go back a couple of posts. Should be very easy to figure out.
Without picking the incident apart, the one in which I get disowned via e-mail, not the one a couple of posts back, I will express that I feel more or less okay with it. Whether it's a break we're taking from each other, a permanent split, or a relationship that is active but more superficial, I don't know. We'll see. The only thing that bothers me, really, is the act itself, this being cast aside. I thought, even despite our difficulties, the bond was stronger. I was wrong.
Well, I still have other friends, and I'm grateful. Last night I hung out with some of them. Scott, after dropping off Rachael and the girls at Chippendale's for a drunken romp, stopped by the house. We don't see each other very much, which is too bad because we've always had a good rapport. While he was here, Luke Warm, Foley, and Janelle, called to report they were on their way to the house. Knowing Frank, Michelle, and Kayla were in the area, too, it looked as if a good little party was forming. Unfortunately, though, Scott had to leave after only being here for about a half hour. He was able to say a quick hello and goodbye to Luke Warm, Janelle, and Foley, before heading out. Too bad.
Still had fun, though. Foley brought some beers and the four of us, along with Rich, who checked in, shared some laughs at the dining room table. Good times. It was a good thing Foley wasn't driving. He and Luke Warm left some time after one huddled under the umbrella Janelle gave them. We watched them walk off into the night, like two lovers. It was very sweet.
What a lazy day. Rainy and raw, the perfect climate to lounge around in. If you don't mind, I'd like to continue to do so.
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