Even if things end up a bit too heavy
Today was a pretty lame day for reading the internet. Everyone’s bitching about each other in pseudo-obscure references, and it all just falls flat for me, like a play where everyone reveals their psychological bugaboos in awkward ways, or those sitcoms that make me shudder as people entrench themselves in trouble. I’m not involved, and thank goodness.
All I have to say about it is this:
“I backed my car into a cop car the other day.
Well he just drove off, sometimes life’s OK.
I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh what did I say?
Well you just laughed it off, it was all OK.And we’ll all float on OK. And we’ll all float on OK.
And we’ll all float on OK. And we’ll all float on anyway.”
Speaking of awesome stuff I’ve done with Carrie, karaoke was canceled today on account of the game (Sports bars are Sporty!), and I made the nasty drive from Detroit to Rochester to hang. I took surface streets from downtown to 10 mile, and there was a 2-lane pile-up on Rochester Road and M-59, so you can imagine how THAT trip went. When I got there, Carrie was in the midst of dying her hair a beautiful shnozzberry, and we hung out with her brother until Jen and Joe arrived – with still-warm and fresh snickerdoodles! Yes!
We had sushi at a funny little place down the road (I get nigiri and a small side of chicken katsu!) and then the four of us sat on her parents’ porch until midnight, chatting and laughing the night away.
It was a small thing, you know, but it reminds me of how good life is right now. How lucky I am to have friends I love, to have friends who love me, and to know people who’ve had nearly a decade to see my flaws, grok the fullness of me, and still want to know me.
I think it’s time to crash out for the night, with blue jeans and a beautiful fiancee to look forward to tomorrow – but that warm thought will be with me as I crawl into bed.
‘night, friends.
Jesus, Skenn! You have offended me for the last time, you cad!
<3
I believe that may be the first time I have been called a cad.
You’re so fuckin’ special!
Friend are pretty damn amazing.
I’d make some obscure witty name calling joke here but it’s too damn early in the morning and I completely agree with your post.
Sometimes simple things can mean the most.
Your post made me smile. Hooray for friends who grok you (or at least try to) and love you anyway. :)
dying her hair a beautiful shnozzberry
Please tell me they actually sell “shnozzberry” hair dye. That would be the coolest thing ever.
Interesting choice of lyrics, as I’d not classify any of those I personally know in the fur ball as either modest or mouse-like. :)