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quetaratara replied to your post: Well whaddaya know.
I would hang out with you. If it weren’t for that whole OHIO thing. GROSS
I made Martin Kickass Burgers. Get here in the next 2 hours. Bring your guy too.
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Oh.
Whadaya know.
Looks like some folks are rooting for the wrong teams…
SHUT UP I WILL BRAG ABOUT MY TEAM AS MUCH AS I CAN NOW BECAUSE I DOUBT THEY’LL STAY THERE.
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So maybe I haven’t seen some movies that are “classic”
So sue me.
I am being bombarded by a large amount of titles I haven’t seen, and some of which I’ve never heard of.
Geez.
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A post about my general state of mind; deep thoughts brought about mostly by CHSH, though not really about CHSH
After each of my previous tweetups, I experienced the same “post-tweetup depression” that many of you have mentioned and dealt with before.
But when I got back to Cleveland late Sunday night and back into routine Monday, I didn’t feel it at all. It was a perfectly relaxing weekend spent with some of the best people I have in my world.
But today is different.
I’m not depressed. But I am so profoundly sad.
These are the people I want to spend my time with. The people I value above almost all others. The people I love more dearly than I can expound on. The people that JUST GET IT.
Even the folks I didn’t know, or the folks I didn’t want to meet (not very many of those), at least they UNDERSTAND.
I don’t have those relationships here. As much as I love my best friend, I can’t talk with him about the same things I chatter on about with Lindsey or Jill or Chris or or…
Not can I just be with these people physically the way I am with my current friends around me here. And I don’t mean like that, just the hugs, the looks, the kisses.
There’s no one here for me like that.
Which certainly makes the strongest case for my Loosely Formulated Moving Plans, but none of them are in the same places….
And so I’m sad. I’m sad that while Jill and I have great phone and Kik conversations, I can’t hug it cuddle or walk with her. That Lindsey is close enough to kiss and yet so far away in our schedules, at the same time. That Chris and Wendy or Dan or Dan and Tara are all other places that I can’t be right now.
Not to mention all the other people that mean so much that I haven’t hugged yet.
So I may not be suffering from post tweetup depression. But I suffer for a little while nonetheless.
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I never feel like I hug Dan and Tara enough when I see them. They are unquestionably made of awesome.
It makes me laugh, cuz they’re both so badass and totally capable of murdering me, but they’re nice to me anyways.
I’m not saying they’re nice, cuz that would ruin their street cred. But they’re good nerds, and no doubt about it.
I’ll get to Jill in a minute.
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At the Weber Grill Restaurant
Tara has named our waiter “Eye Candy”.
They seem to have a lovely rapport.
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Now these two…
Love em both.
They can both kill me, I know that.
Happy Valentine’s Day, guys. Til next time.
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Tumblr Crushes:
- spiralingsidewayz
- nicolesprivates
- thedeependofthepool
- quetaratara
- notyouraverageharlot
- nautimermaid
- gilesmarie
- missdisgrace
- inmi
Because there’s nothing quite like a wonderful set of beautiful women.
At 1:30 in the morning.
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Tumblr Crushes:
- spiralingsidewayz
- notyouraverageharlot
- nicolesprivates
- kaonicks
- gilesmarie
- quetaratara
- bunnkwio
- uless
- thedeependofthepool
All the pretty ladies. And Dan.
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