Meeeeeeemmmmmmooooorrrrrriiiiiiieeeeesssssss....

Like the corners of my mind.... Misty watercolored MEEEEEEEEMMMMMMOOOOOORRRRRIIIIEEEESSSSSSSSS of the way we were....

Who doesn't love a good Bab's serenade?? Really??

Papa!! Papa can you hear me?? Papa!!! Papa can you see me????? Papa!!! Don't preach, cuz I'm in trouble deep...

Oops, wrong Papa!!

Anyways...

The past 24 hours has been flashback central for me. People from long ago, crawling out of some internet crevices. One I'm crazy excited about...the other, not so sure.

The excited one... I got an email from classmates.com saying that I have message. Of course to view the message I have to be a gold member, and lucky for me they are running a sale on memberships!!! Only $10 and not $40.... I see the message is from a girl I was pretty inseparable from between Kindergarten and the third grade (when I moved away). I immediately pay, and read the email. Just a simple "are you the L that went to BLAH school? If so, please email me, so we can catch up". I email her right back with a quickie run down of what's going on with me and my email address.

Then I stalked my email, waiting, waiting, waiting for an email back. Then I got one!! WOO HOO!!! Apparently her dad ran into our third grade teacher, and she gave a memory book to him from our class to give to SHL. She thought she would try finding me again. I have looked for her in the past, but with no success. I'm happy she decided to try looking for me again.

I'm so excited to rekindle this friendship, and getting to know SHL again.

The other blast that I'm apprehensive about is from high school. Bobo found on the FB the foreign exchange student that we hosted my junior year.

I remember when we were presented with the idea of hosting someone, I was ALL FOR IT!!! I'm thinking it's like having an insta-friend living with me. It's going to be GREAT!! Hitler, however, was all "HELL NO!". She didn't want some stranger sleeping across the hall from her, blah, blah, blah. In the end, Hitler and the FES became BFF's and the FES did not get along AT ALL!! Good times. It made for a great year. The year when The Violent Femmes became my angry music, and when I was pissed, The Femmes would be BLASTING...and I would essentially be telling the world to FUCK OFF AND DIE! Again, good times.

So the Bobo, finds FES, and sends out a notice to Hitler and myself. And I sat there and contemplated...do I friend or do I not friend?? I friended. We'll see if she excepts. We are older now...more mature. Just because I sent her a letter in 1999 saying I was going to be studying in Berlin the in January, and I'd like to meet up, and was never given a response back doesn't mean anything right?? I mean, she could have moved, maybe the letter got lost?? I shouldn't be bitter about the crap that happened my junior year, should I?? I need to let go and let God.

Funny thing...I harbor resentment like a mother fucker. In case you couldn't tell. I harbor, I hold it in, and very rarely do I release. But when I do, the recipient is going to get a bitch slap years/decades/ions in the making. Very healthy, I know.

So, lets see how that puppy unfolds. This one I don't think I'm as excited about, seeing that I can still feel all that negativity coming back to me and the slightest thought of FES and that year in school. I know it's not all her fault, some of the crap that went down, but in someways she's the physical representation of it. Again, very healthy, I know.

Hopefully, I can play the big card. I reiterate....let go and let God.

On a more positive note...hallucinated sounds last night before going to bed. Thought I heard odd sounds coming from the kitchen area of the house. Comforting. And this morning at 540, Jaeger FLEW OUT from under the covers, full on mowhawk, barking at the foot at the foot of the bed pointing out to the living room....AT NOTHING!!!!! That was comforting.

Rock out, with cocks from the past...