Me Myself and I

A funny thing, to be in a group and feel set apart, and a little lonely. And then to go home and curl up on the sofa with a purring cat and a sleepy dog and feel a sense of total belonging. And to feel as if in order to spend time with your spouse it requires spending time in other people's company, because in some way your companionship isn't quite enough...I really was not looking to spend the last days of a very frustrating year feeling so sad and utterly unsure if my place in my own damn life.

Memories & Photographs

Last Saturday, M and I ventured out to see Jonathan Coulton perform for the second time. It was a grand night out, starting with drinks (sadly overpriced!) and sushi (worth the money). The show was lively and full of energy, and as a bonus, Jonathan and John Roderick and the band came out to the merch table afterward to sign autographs and dispense hugs and take photos. That's what I love about that particular venue - it is so small, the bands that play there are usually interactive, which makes the shows more fun.

This marks the...wait, doing some math...let's see, it started with The Killers concert...then Duncan Sheik...Ok Go/Plain White T's/Motion City Soundtrack, Ok Go again this time with Snow Patrol at the Hard Rock in Orlando...Hot Hot Heat...Tori Amos...They Might Be Giants...Jonathan Coulton with Paul & Storm...and Jonathan Coulton again, this time with John Roderick of The Long Winters.

Back in 2006 with Duncan Sheik 

2012 with Jonathan Coulton

So that's nine shows over the course of our friendship. Several of those shows have been at the State Theatre. One of them involved driving to another city and staying in a hotel, then running around two theme parks for a day and then going to the show. That was fun. Exhausting, but fun. There have been countless adventures and outings and fun times. Concerts, movies, theme parks, museums, aquariums, parks, festivals, drunken sleepovers...my life has been made more whole and more interesting because of this relationship, and I can only hope that what I bring to the friendship comes remotely close to what it has brought to me over the years. 

My friendship with M is now one of my most lasting and closest relationships. It has weathered going on nine years of getting-to-know-you and now-that-I-know-you experiences, has survived distance and busy schedules, and as time goes on we seem to be seeing less and less of each other, but we continue to make an effort. Because friendships are vital, and good friendships are something to cherish. 

Dear fwend: I love you!

Please stand by!

This blog is on a very brief hiatus while I work on writing and some other projects. I'll be back, though! You can't get rid of me that easily.

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Stupid wisdom teeth! I will have my vengeance, soon. Yes. I will.

Holy sands of time, Batman...

I just realized that this year, my blog entered into its fifth year. Five years of angst, observations and attempts at humor. Five years of a tiny handful of regular readers. A whole lot of myself posted all over my own private corner of the internet, using the blog as confessor and balm for my soul. Time sure does fly.

Happy (belated) birthday to my Invisible Blog!!