Heeelloooooo!

The absolute best thing about Irene's 21st was Ivan (her anti-social brother) getting set on fire by a tea light. (Only to his jacket though. And he wasn't injured or anything. I'm not THAT sadistic.) It was hilarious! O Roz, you should have been there!! Hahahahahahahahaa. It made the evening worthwhile. Instead of speeches they played games...ERRRRR. The reason I don't think I enjoyed them as much as everyone else seemed to was, I think, because I play games like that every Friday night with the kids!! I'm SOOO over them...well, at least we didn't play the newspaper hockey game...teehee.

The dinner that I mentioned last blog was awkward. Very much so. Our lives are just so different...hmmm.

I have come to realise that I've been seriously deluding myself as to the nature of friendships. I always thought that there are some relationships where you can just pick up where you left off, despite not having invested anything into the relationship between catching-up times. It's not true!! To have a friendship, you have to invest something...no matter how small or whatever. Otherwise you just end up drifting apart and all of a sudden, you realise that you no longer share your lives...and that they're just floating on the periphery of your consciousness. Which makes me think of my school friends, because I hardly ever see them. I don't believe I've seen them all this year! (Well...saw Sop once...) We'll always have our pasts in common I suppose...but there'll be a time when we need to build something on that- more shared experiences or whatever...and without investment, maybe by the time we get there, we won't even want to do that because our lives will have changed so drastically! I don't know! AND, I don't even know if that ramble made sense or not. Hrr.

Had a "difficult conversation" with bf last night (you know, those conversations that aren't exactly fights, but they're hard D&M's when you're communicating things the other party won't like to hear). Conversations like that are always really wrenching and emotionally draining, but I realise that I really really value what we have in our relationship, and that even though I find the confrontation really difficult, I guess it's worth the effort in the end.

Have a 17th and an 18th this week. The 17th is an all-day (well, practically all-day) beach party (yeah I know. Isn't it just ever-so-slightly COLD?? Hope that deters kiddies from wearing their skimpy swimwear...*shudder*)...don't think I'll go! The 18th is on Thursday nite (when I have to go to Kingsford Legal Centre...gay Law Lawyers...STILL haunting me!)...and then leader's retreat at Killcare Beach on the weekend. Hmm..

Ok enough random musings, see y'all...