Body Slamming and good friends. . .

Tonight I was supposed to hang out with my friend, Chris who is visiting Tallahassee.. We did not hang out because I am basically crazy and had to re-schedule out of desperate need to do my lonesome vibe. So, I am here, sipping my wine and listening to bluesy guitar music on low, pondering the goodness of life. . .

Yet I cannot seem to get relaxed. (Due to other unwanted noises. i.e. my 90 lbs Korean upstairs neighbor who somehow sounds like T Rex when he walks as well as my wall neighbor who should be saved for another blog altogether . . . he is listening to Jimmy Hendrix on volume number 1200 and seemingly body slamming himself upon the wall repeatedly. . .)

This is my daily woe.

But I get through and smile because I am their trusty, smiling leasing agent. :)

So, anyways, back to my bluesy music and good thoughts. I think of some of the wonderful people who cultivate my life. . .
In no particular order: (except numerical favorites of course.)

Just kidding.

1) Robert. I am thankful for the laughter we share. I like how he knows how totally nuts I am and loves me even more for it. (Maybe it is because he is also nuts.) We are such a comedic team. I can vent to him about anything. He is a soundboard for my thoughts. I completely trust him with my secrets. His presence just makes me smile. We roll down hills together randomly. We contemplate Marxism and break down the specifics of being functionally retarded. We make absurd noises and unnecessary facial expressions to the dismay of others, but we don't care. Rob is a synergistic montage of spastic, animated wonderfulness.


2) Nicole. I am thankful for how she accepts both parts of me. . . my spiritual/intellectual side and my silly/ridiculous banter as well. We read each other's minds. We have the best conversations ever. She is one of the most amazing, if not the most amazing girls I have ever met. We can get lost just talking. We may find ourselves driving down the wrong road or talking for 4 hours at an airport, not realizing we are lost at all or that we have been there that long. I can call her crying or laughing or with some deep notion and her whole heart is there for me, as well as sincere wisdom upon which I will undoubtedly ponder days and days afterwards. Her mind is exquisite, it has that affect on people. :)


3) Irby. I have only known Irby for a few months now, but he is one of the neatest people I've ever met. We have the most random talks and the conversations can expand at any moment to a new universe of thought. We are both given to humor and crass joking, so our interactions are always interesting. He is one of the most imaginative, artistic, talented people I've met in a very long time. I really respect his mind. I call him disgustingly beautiful because that is what it is. He says and displays the things that people are too afraid to do and be. He is raw and creative and a breath of fresh air in a world where everyone wants to be the same as everyone else. I don't think he can help but be different. And he shouldn't help that. He's great.

Ok so I only have mind enough tonight for 3 of my favorite people.

(I'm drinking wine and it's late. . .what?)

:)

I think the body-wall throwing has ceased now, as well as the upstairs dinosaur rampage. . .
thank God.

and thank God for great people in my life, by whatever venue they may find themselves in my atmosphere-- near or far.