Updates, Amusements, And Even Some Resolution

Life never lets me down. Even as these years began to fly by, and manage to skirt even my attentive consciousness, i still never cease to be amused. From the holidays, to some amazing (and heartfelt) experiences with my family, to S and D at their dramatic best, to my most diabolical Mother, life just keeps me giggling. Also of course, i could never fail to mention my boys, the good ol’ york crew also known as the mad circle. All that being said, its inevitably the time to take those moments and place them on paper, since, like many things, preservation makes the heart grow fonder.

And on that note:

I’m once again avoiding chronlogical order, and instead going with the usual order of "which one i am in the mood to describe at this very moment." First then, was new years eve, pre-countdown.

My mother, in typical PA whitetrash fashion, managed to organize her crew of 50ish guys and gals, corral them into a trailer (yes, in a trailer park) plastered a dartboard on the wall of the trailer, cooked hotdogs in ketchup, and passed out the beer in total merriment. Oh, and of course, she attempted to guilt me into going. Of course, then her friend got on the phone, asked me nicely, and i dropped in, oh so briefly. The stereo was rocking the Bryan Adams and Lynyrd Skynyrd, and i proceeded to beat all the fools in cricket, while downing 2 cokes drenched with Captain Morgans. We sat around, chatted a bit, and i finally took my leave, but not before James called me up, his chicago accent in full bore, and says "Happy New Year, Fucker." Ah yes, cheers for law-school friends.

Earlier that day, i took a 30 minute drive to Red Lion, PA, where one of my uncles had taken up residence. You see, he was drunk off his ass on christmas, and kept nudging me to "come down to his house for some steak, fries, scallops and shrimp," to which, of course heartily accepted. I rolled into his lovely country home, and there he was, using various tools to construct another handy-man creation. After a brief chat, we went up stairs, and he unveiled his beast of a big-screen high-def widescreen, and i immediately fell in love. After watching an interesting movie, we had the afformentioned dinner, and then we had a most interesting conversation:

U(my uncle): E, i have to say, you proved us all wrong….you showed the family good.

E: Ha..what does that mean?

U: ah you know, we used to push you around when you were growing up, and you always took it defiantly, told us to F–k off, and never listend to us. And now you showed us. Now you ARE going to be a lawyer, like you said, you would go to school, and succeed, and you have. I’m impressed. But most importantly, you dont take shit or back down from anyone….you do what you want, and if others dont like it, you do it anyway, because you do what you think is right. Thats rare.

E: (shocked) wow….thanks. I don’t know if it always works, but i do try.

U: I know you do, i’m glad you do it, at first i didnt understand, but now, i’m just proud. I’m glad you came down here to visit,i wanted to see ya, to hang out, and to tell you that.

-Needless to say that was a moment, and i’m particularly shocked because my family is not the sort that talks about things like that, they are the blue collar factory/construction workers who bear there emotions, (good or bad) silently, and in that respect, i am the complete opposite of them. But deep down, our sensibilites are close, and i think they are realizing it more and more.

-I’d love to live in that house he has, its so quiet, comfortable, and the right size; seriously, i couldn’t have picked a better place myself. Sometimes, just sometimes, my family and i realize we arent that different. And that makes me smile, most definitely.

But once again, the apex of the story of smiling doesn’t come from my family, or from my york-friends, or my st louis friends…but rather, from S and her meanderings….

 A quick addendum: ihavent talked to D, S or any of them for a while, so this IM was out of the blue. It began with a "how lovely", continued with a smile, and a promise of nostalgia, and concluded with a most distressing discovery.

Apparently my last holiday entry where i posted the conversation between S and myself reached eyes it shouldnt have, since apparently *someone* down there has been reading my entries. The amusing thing is, S was linked the entry from D’s new boy-toy, which is just icky. But eh, what can i say, i am that interesting, that if i was him, i would want to read me too. (haha, ok maybe not)

But still, thats just…odd. Those girls never cease to amuse, crack me up, or simply delight. Overall though, my convo with S was a nice one, one of understanding, of giggling and chuckles about that entry, and the proverbial "i remember that conversation" which was devastatingly cute and fun. It i’m glad she had the same reaction to it i did, and some understanding occurred. It was very nice, and a good way to begin the new year.

-I also celebrated by going out, buying a Bob Dyan, Elton John, Norah Jones, and Destiny’s Child collection of cds, for use in my new, awesome ipod nano. I love this little machine so much, though i fear im gonna blow my meager cash stash on 99cent downloads from Itunes. Still, this is like one of the best inventions ever. I’m listening to it now.

-I brought in the new year in the downtown square, watching the rose drop in person, something i hadn’t done in years. It was a beautiful sight, and i’m glad i did it, and i’m glad my friends trudged along. Somethings are just necessary, and that was one of them.

-Thats enough for storytime, so i guess i’ll end with a new years resolution or two:

First and foremost: I RESOLVE to stop sabotaging my pretty-girl dates and short-term*cough* encounters, and actually work for something serious, interesting, and deserved.

Second: I RESOLVE to work harder during my last semester of law school, and this INCLUDES finding a job.

Third: I RESOLVE to keep up the good work, to not cut my hair, or bow to anyone, including the law school, any professors, parents or girls.

Fourth: I RESOLVE to make 1 and 3 consistent. That should be fun.

Oodles o’ love,

Erotique