Thursday, January 24, 2008
And so, here I am. Another year older. It doesn't feel like it, though.
It started off interestingly enough.
I've never been blindfolded and kidnapped before.
I have a twisted sister and friends.
But standing there, slightly disoriented from being led around in total darkness, listening to them singing a very off-tune "Happy Birthday", their comfortably familiar, slightly drunk, beaming faces illuminated only by the light from candles on a yummy chocolate-hazelnut cake, I was bursting with love. And gratitude.
I'll miss every one of them sorely when I'm gone.
I got lots of nice, thoughtful things and I didn't have to fake appreciation at all. I love when that happens.
The rest of the day was more or less unremarkable. That's because the real party's a little later. THAT...is going to be something.
La sorella had a rough day though. I just wish it hadn't ended as badly as it did for her. I don't know how much of that was my fault, she won't tell me. Even if she doesn't want to, I just hope she knows how much I want to fix it.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
That's what's been playing in my head.
I watched him as he gently picked up an old Hasselblad 500 CM camera off the shelf.
He lovingly wiped it clean with a soft cloth. He looked up and smiled at me.
"At one time, these were like extensions of myself."
I was surprised by the softness in his tone and the wistful look in his eyes.
He doesn't have these moments often. It felt good to be trusted.
I've joined the gym again. I'm sore and achy all over and I love every second of it.
I'm going to be all hot and sexy soon. Fuck you, I AM.
Someone interesting I met at a party asked for my number. And even though it meant nothing, for various reasons, it's been a long, long time since that happened and it felt good.
The other day, I was alone in the pool. I was floating around on my back and looking up at the ceiling. I was thinking about the fact that I'm still young, relatively healthy and had nothing major to worry about. It felt good to be alive. I started to flop about like a dolphin. It's a good thing there was nobody else there.
My father now smells of Individuel by Mont Blanc.
One of the most special things in the world is the relationship between a boy and his dog. It transcends stupid human relationships.
One of the sexiest parts of a man's body is the back of his head and his nape.
It's one of the few parts he's more or less unaware of. The word 'vulnerable' comes to mind *shrug*
I'm going to be an aunt in May. I'm so excited. WOO HOO!
There's more, but I'm a little fuzzy in the head right now.