my daughter was in a play thing with her drama class last night. it was this collection of skits and monologues they'd been creating all semester. one that she was in was a mime with three or four other girls about gum chewing. she took the stage wearing the D.I. beanie i decided to give to her after she tried to steal it last time i was here. i thought it would be funny to have her carrying on my punk rock legacy at my old junior high 20 years later. i had no idea she cherished the hat so much that she'd incorporate it into her performance. it made me all teary.
i took her to school yesterday morning and then went about stalking one of my old teachers. mr. fedele - a teacher whose compassion and committment made a difference in my life and always gave me hope for brighter days and belief that people aren't all bad. there's a picture of me with him in the pics area. he looks just the same. god, that was cool.
ebin called me last night and hearing his voice reminded me of how badly i miss him and miss all of the things and people i left behind. i want to go home. erikill has one weekend left to respond in a human way to the things i said the other day and then i'm outta here.
oh yeah - i never was able to get online long enough to write about that. it was pretty interesting / ugly / stressful / honest / unproductive. oh well, i said what i needed to say, went for what i wanted, laid everything out on the table and if he's not capable of dealing with such honesty then i'm glad i got it all out of the way now so i could know it and move on instead of wasting 6 months to a year of my life playing cat and mouse about it all.
DCLXVI and trilobyte are two of the best people i've ever known. i can't believe sometimes that they're real and that i'm lucky enough to know them. thank you to both of you for all that you've been doing for me lately. the things you've written and offered and suggested are more empowering to my optimism than you'll ever be able to imagine. i love you both!
and, ebin, there had been be some drunken carousing awaiting me when i get home next week. these people up here are boring me into an early grave and i need some excitement. then i need a job so get ready for me to not let you down on what we talked about last week before i left. i mean it, mister!!!!!
i took her to school yesterday morning and then went about stalking one of my old teachers. mr. fedele - a teacher whose compassion and committment made a difference in my life and always gave me hope for brighter days and belief that people aren't all bad. there's a picture of me with him in the pics area. he looks just the same. god, that was cool.
ebin called me last night and hearing his voice reminded me of how badly i miss him and miss all of the things and people i left behind. i want to go home. erikill has one weekend left to respond in a human way to the things i said the other day and then i'm outta here.
oh yeah - i never was able to get online long enough to write about that. it was pretty interesting / ugly / stressful / honest / unproductive. oh well, i said what i needed to say, went for what i wanted, laid everything out on the table and if he's not capable of dealing with such honesty then i'm glad i got it all out of the way now so i could know it and move on instead of wasting 6 months to a year of my life playing cat and mouse about it all.
DCLXVI and trilobyte are two of the best people i've ever known. i can't believe sometimes that they're real and that i'm lucky enough to know them. thank you to both of you for all that you've been doing for me lately. the things you've written and offered and suggested are more empowering to my optimism than you'll ever be able to imagine. i love you both!
and, ebin, there had been be some drunken carousing awaiting me when i get home next week. these people up here are boring me into an early grave and i need some excitement. then i need a job so get ready for me to not let you down on what we talked about last week before i left. i mean it, mister!!!!!
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