"Pardon Me, I'll Never Be the Same"

I'm dying to go see "Corteo," Cirque du Solei's show about the clown that fantasizes about what his funeral would be like. He thinks about who would come to his funeral...he imagines old friends, old lovers. It sounds very interesting because I'm sure everybody has thought about that at least once in their lives. I know I've thought about it several times...and the list of people I imagine would be there changes often. If there's one lesson life LOVES to teach me over and over again is that people may come, yes, but they go just as easily.

Part of me wants to avoid attachment to anyone anymore. But the other, more prominent side of me says that's just a phase. It always is. That frustration always passes and opens new doors. On a more positive note, I've been getting closer to some people in my life that have been there all along, but I never got the chance to thoroughly enjoy.

Just yesterday, I had a conversation with my friend Hector. He was very easy to talk to. From that conversation, I learned how dangerous blind trust is for a lot of people, including myself. We discussed how putting faith in the wrong people takes its toll on you.
I spent a half hour being lazy with Kate. She calls and visits often and she has NO IDEA how much that means to me. She's been there through some big changes in my life recently. In spending time with her, I've learned that God never leaves you alone.
At night Dredle and I had mojitos and bullshitted about everything. It was fun to be out making fun of the public once again. That kid is one of the best friends anyone could ever ask for.
Many nights, I sit out with Carmen and we speak bluntly, at times emotionally, about our wounds, about life lessons, about the reality that never leaves, even when we wish for things to turn out a certain way. From her I learned to live for myself, and no one else. AND GODDAM IS THAT LIBERATING!

So anyway, yeah, I want to see Corteo. ;p

Oh, before I go, has anyone seen that commercial with the VERRRRY old man (probably in his mid-hundreds) named Isadore Berenstein who's a lawyer and talks with a lisp? "Let my 40 yearth exthperienth...." LMAO. Fucking hilarious.
He dies peacefully mid-commercial. just kidding.

QOTD
"I was gonna call you from work to tell you that the mosquitos bit me too. I was working and then I realized that the mosquitos got me in the ass!"
-Carmen-

"You know you've watched a really good movie when it ends and you're like 'MAN that was good!"
-Hector-
(LMAO I LOVE THIS ONE!!! )