where the prairie meets the mountains

have you heard about the lonesome loser?

Wednesday, November 22, 2000

it's weird getting older.

friends get married. other friends buy houses. crazy shit is happening all around me. i've been thinking a lot about this kind of stuff lately. nearly all of my friends have moved away from our hometown. continuing their lives with different people, making new friends, etc.

i was pretty much the first to do this. every time i went home, things would have moved on since i'd last been there. a real rip van winkle feeling. i've now bounced around between so many undesireable places to live, and now everyone's moved on. i still have the same van winkleian feelings. i've lost touch with my best friend. i'd hardly call us friends anymore, as little as we actually talk. it's just weird.

tomorrow is thanksgiving. i'm making a vegan pumpkin pie. and some mashed potatoes. my friends marc and rene bought vegan stuffing especially for me. how nice/considerate. it's good to have friends here, in the middle of nowhere (it doesn't hurt, either, that they have a 50" tv, dss, and a wealth of japanese monster and other generally bad horror movies.)

you (like there's anyone reading this) should really check out the tni blogs and maybe the funny stuff at the spark

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