A friend, well more of an acquaintance asked me last night "how is your 2010?" I replied with "same as last month; work, friends, maybe a beer or two." An Easy enough reply to move on to the next question between acquaintances.
A woman I rarely see or even less call can make a better observation of my feelings in 30 seconds than I can in six months on stewing. I think/thought I put up the best front anyone could imagine. I am the good girl. The cute girl with a stable job, great apartment, better roommate, and amazing friends, and a cat that would make any dog lover turn to mush. She says to me "you know, when I met you I was the one that was weary of you. Everyone loves you but I don't think you show much." Given this one has a habit of being heavily intoxicated or inhibited. After a pause to finish her cigarette she told me something that made it through the cast iron shield "Ry you have a lot to offer and this time around I think you should make your new year start when you are ready." And for once Ms. Drunk times U.S.A was right.
2009 wasn't bad. I don't think I ever had a bad year. I have had some major bumps and turns and not so good things happen. But never a bad year. Respond to the bumps don't hold tight to the wheel or you will fuck up your supyspension.
This year I have met 3 woman who have made a huge impact on my life. One crazy is as crazy does, one the prude gone wild, and another that made me rethink the whole God broke the mold with me.
And I have one not too happy Roz yelling for bed. Post again tomorrow. Good night/ Good day.
Ry Pax
