change like you...i've got all the time in the world.

merry xmas :) i love this holiday. christmas eve was brought in with the old nfty lovers, margaritas, boondock saints, and (obviously) chinese food. and, by the way, 'absolutely asia' is on my approval list for chinese food in the area. amazing.
i couldn't even tell you the last time the 4 of us were together. i'm pretty sure it was before dave and i graduated high school. it's been at least 2 years since i'd even seen dave (i think when nate's dad got remarried?). it was weird to see how much we'd all changed and what we had all been through since that time. and yet, we seem to act exactly the same way around each other that we used to - except, maybe a little more perverted :P it was really good to get to catch up with ali and dave (separately) and connect in a way that we weren't able to when we were younger. it's strange the things you come to find you have in common with people that you've known so well for so long.

sometimes, i find it odd how the intuition works. i don't always understand it, but you can't question it. it's almost always right (especially in this family). even when you can't find a single negative possible outcome for a situation, if something doesn't feel right in your gut, it's probably not meant to be. and so, we roll with that. while things might not always turn out how we'd like - despite how we think the aftermath will look - you need to remember it's always for the best. things will happen when they're ready. so...we move on.

this is going to be a short one, for now, because i need to get ready to head home and spend xmas with...my 2 Jewish families. but before i go, i would like to say... r.i.p. futon. you've done good for us. dave & nate, again, i appreciate you draggin' the poor bitch out to the front. now i just have to find an appropriate furniture arrangement for new years eve. if anyone has a couch or futon they'd like to donate, you know my number. if you don't... i probably don't want your couch or futon.
...gus is crawling on the folded mattress sitting on the Ugly Chair... i somehow don't envision this ending well.