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Ten Years Gone

So far, my Thanksgiving weekend has been quite different. My roommate and I had my parents, grandmother and uncle over for the actual meal. My aunt/his mother had to work but she provided the chocolate cream pie and got a plate later. As is usual when my family gets together, we laughed a lot. My father told this story he heard on the radio where astronauts have this machine that turns their urine into drinkable water but it's still being perfected so it's still 10% urine. They compensate by using Tang! Supposedly, it tastes good...

Yesterday included going to Applebee's for lunch with more family followed by going to my grandparents for more pie and conversation. That was nice actually and devoid of annoying weirdness so yay!

Last night, we went down to see the annual "Lighting of the Holiday Tree Ceremony." They call it thus to be PC but aside from "The Dreidel Song" and the universally accepted "I Love Mud." It was all Christmas. Be accepting of all faiths or don't but half-ass is just stupid. Besides Rick Charette whose set would have been great if they cut it in half, there was a brief Nutcracker presentation from the Maine State Ballet and and equally brief presentation from one of the faculty from the Portland Conservatory of Music. (I would have liked more from the school myself.) Also, it was freezing. And there was patches of black ice on the sidewalk going home.

What I really want to talk about is the tenth anniversary of, and I can't think of a nice way of putting this, being rejected. On the perhaps brighter side, it freed me up to pursue other relationships, none of which have panned out so far but that's neither here nor there at the moment.

I've been doing well actually. I hadn't really thought about her and I probably wouldn't have noticed the anniversary if it wasn't for a series of events that happened to me over the last 4 months or so. I won't bore you with the whole sequence but the capper happened yesterday; on the actual day itself. I discovered she had joined Facebook. On the face of it, it's just an odd coincidence but in the "cosmic view" of things it's very weird indeed. Now, as I type this, I'm not even where I was yesterday. I was admittedly mopey about it then, passing it off as tryptophan-withdrawal, but today, I feel able to just shrug it off.

Anyway, I wanted to share that with you all so thanks for listening.

Comments

JRRyan said…
10 years? It feels like enough time has gone by so I can call her a tool-y whore, sight unseen. Too bad Facebook is such a necessary evil but you can block her, right?
Likestrek said…
I haven't freinded her. Actually the problem was kind of me. I didn't know she had a bf at the time....

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