Other than slowly planning a wedding as frugally as possible...and e-Baying my little heart out, I've been roaming through these last few months with my wits not about me, so to say. My mind is elsewhere, though I couldn't even say where. A distraction of sorts. Maybe it's trying to look for something good in all of this. I need a change but I don't know what. And change is inevitable now that Travis is graduating (Yay!) and is looking for paid internships elsewhere...and I will happily accompany him.
I can't deal with this Upstate NY stuff any longer, and anyone who is from here knows exactly what I'm talking about. Lake effect this and 6-12" that, (and not in the good way). Bitter cold and frozen snot and scraping off an SUV that is far bigger than I...no thank you. I hear the more south I go, the bigger the bugs get. But you know, I'm starting to not really, uh be totally f-ing petrified of those friggin creepy crawlies ahhhhhhhh.....

Sorry. Where was I. Apparently somewhere more south of here.

Recent events haven't helped the situation. Awhile back, Travis and I had a 'falling out' of sorts with two of our close friends and we've been trying to figure out the best way to deal with the situation. I tried the whole Oasis 'Don't Look Back in Anger' thing but I don't know. It's not so easy to forgive and forget when four months pass and not one call is returned.
So, we tried to give it another shot. That is Erin and myself. We set up a Scrabble date, one of our fave past-times, and I was hoping to clear the air and talk about (as Jimmy Fallon as Barry Gibb would say) "real important issues". But we never quite got to that. I suddenly found myself lost for words when I thought I had it all figured out. We chatted about everything else and that was it. I guess all I really wanted to know was if it's over or not. Can we really go back to those days of drinking beers and playing games when there has been this interruption, this falling out...but maybe it's the way it supposed to be.

After she left, I immediately called Gina my fabulous lady friend and told her that I'm glad she's my friend because I can tell her anything. ANYTHING. I don't believe there is anyone I've ever been more candid with than her---whether it's talking about extraordinarily personal topics, having long talks while we pee, or just being a fellow fag hag...

That's about all I have patience to write at the moment. Sorry about the absenteeism. We're too cheap to get internet at home so I must stick to libraries and free wifi and using relatives computers.

I can't wait for the delicious pot roast my bro is making for dinner! Followed by some pitch or possibly some Scattergories (my fave!) or Sequence...we'll see.

peace!