I have great friends. Really amazing, considerate, funny, talented, loving, outrageous friends. Not everyone has friends like mine. Not everyone has someone outside their family that they trust with their heart with their most precious and their ugly. Who are on the receiving end of so much thoughtfulness and care. Who I would chose over my family to care for me when I'm ill. Friends are special and amazing extensions of my family even though they have families of their own.
My sister is going to 'visit my parents' this weekend. I suspect she will take a second stab at weed acquisition and spend a significant chunk of her home time out visiting friends. If we were not related, I can't imagine I would ever hang out with her. I am looking forward to a nice house-to-myself time though I sorta wish I still had a WBB or equivalent to relish the alone time. Annoys me that she decides to give me a weekend when I no longer have a gentleman caller though I guess it should annoy me more that she was kind of a jerk about being scarce the few times he did come over.
I am responding to a 25 year old guy originally from the Ivory Coast. I know I am unlikely to marry or have a long term relationship with anyone I meet on the internet or with anyone at all. I have already told him he is too young for me and still he returns, this time with a phone number. I definitely do not understand men and I definitely want to figure out how I can add cats to the equation of my long term companionship planning. But when I want blog fodder, I can always count on the the 'ol interweb dating sites.
My sister is blow drying her hair after 11. Least considerate person I know. Easily.
Arg.
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