Drunken Bloggin'.

Several years ago, while picking fabric in JoAnne's Fabrics with my mother, I had a epiphany.  Caffeine definitely stimulates the creative process.  I was much younger then and now, in my fast approaching dotage, booze is the new caffeine. 

Actually, the previous anecdote was a bit of a non-sequitor but, I've drank almost two bottles of wine, and I feel some juices a-flowin besides the bile that will eventually make me regret tonight. 

To say the least, the past year and a half, has been the most drastic time of my life after the incident of 2003 and, actually, said incident was actually part of it.  Among many of the things that have happened to me and have been going on in my head, first and foremost among them was my fear that I had lost my edge. 

In Virginia, I have yet to really meet any people with whom I can relate to or even hold a good conversation with.  I work, then come home and spend hours on facebook playing stupid games and coveting the lives of others.  I do nothing of note here and I had begun to feel like I was nothing of note.  Well, this weekend, my confidence was given a boost.

I made a rather impromptu visit to dear old Ithaca.  Sure, I've talked a lot of trash about it in the past year and I wont say I take anything back, but being around the people whom I've grown to love and, well, have grown to love me, was EXTREMELY gratifying. 

First and foremost, was Lifey.  You know, you know you really love someone (in any way shape or form) if you look forward to simply sitting around and talking to them about absolutely nothing and everyting all at once.  Well, Lifey, I love ya! I've never been good with romantic relationships but I'll be damned if anyone has as fulfilling a reltionship with someone as I have with Lifey.

And, I'll stop there cuz that shit is getting too sappy.

Long story short, this weekend helped remind me of why I am special and, although I still managed to be astounded by it, that I am loved by so many people.