Old Friends

I saw my friend Marla today. I'm guessing it's been about five years since we've seen each other. We've been friends for years and years. Since back in the late 80s, I think. She dated my friend Matt back in college and that's how I got to know her. We've grown apart over the years, but that's nothing out of the ordinary. Think back twenty years and try to figure out who you still see on a regular basis. I'm guessing not a lot of people. Our lives take us in different directions.

Anyway, Marla came up for a visit today. She's got all sorts of shit going on in her life that I'm not going to spill here. I think she needed to get away from it all for a little bit and I think that's where I came in. I think she was in need of a complete escape and she turned to someone who isn't involved in any of the current drama. It's like she stepped back in time for the day. And I'm glad I could help. Marla's a great lady. Seeing her makes me pine just a little bit for the old times. Everything seemed so much less complicated. It's funny how my memory has the greatest "edit" button. Thinking back to the good old days, I only get the warm fuzzies. I don't recall any of the unpleasant bullshit. I like that. It's a nice place to retreat to every once in a while.

I'd post a picture of two of us together, but the camera is downstairs and I'm dog tired. There's no way in hell I'm going to fetch it right now. Maybe tomorrow when I blog about all the fucking weight I gained as a result of Marla's visit. She and Ken bullied me into having cheesecake at Cheesecake Factory. Bastards!

In completely unrelated news, I got a pre-jury duty questionnaire in the mail today. I'm not a happy camper at all. The pre-jury duty questionnaire is generally followed up with a stint of jury duty. This is my second go-round. This won't be as easy as my first time when I didn't have to report at all. Mark my words. Bah!