tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564771147124354640.post-60676203242259522482008-05-28T18:16:00.000-07:002008-12-08T14:47:48.380-08:00i find that as a consequence, i have turned my attentions away from something i really enjoy: blogging.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4M0LiHriaVw/SD4uUrc-Z4I/AAAAAAAAFFY/Uz2anw49EyM/s1600-h/ap_54.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4M0LiHriaVw/SD4uUrc-Z4I/AAAAAAAAFFY/Uz2anw49EyM/s400/ap_54.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205649152083388290" /></a><br />the thing is, blogging for me is supposed to be about the fun stuff that happens in my life. sure there is room to share the not-so-fun stuff as well but i like to focus on the fun. the other thing about blogging is that it is a chronological record of the moments that make life, well, life. of course this is the double edge sword that has kept me at bay; as much as i would like to look back upon these days of my life with fondness, they are tinged with a sense of melancholy. big changes are soon to happen and i don't have the fortitude to face them.<br /><br />i have been trying to avoid the fact that our social landscape is about to become desperately barren and desolate. by the end of june, the people who have been the closest to us over the past almost decade are no longer going to be just a few minutes away: claire and stelios and the kids will be moving to france and our girls, stephanie and candace are moving to las vegas. theoretically, those are awesome moves for them and indirectly awesome for us as well. seriously, who doesn't want to visit france or vegas and have a place to crash with friends? but the flip-side to that is that i would give up france and vegas to have my friends at my beck and call...because i can be needy like that. of course there's the phone and the internet but it just won't be the same. these are the kinds of friends that just show up on your doorstep and walk right in should the front door be unlocked knowing that they are always welcomed; they are family. now the sound of the front door unexpectedly opening will give us cause for alarm. damnit!<br /><br />so what does this have to do with dropping from the face of the blogosphere? well, you see, back when i wrote my last posts, i suppose i was subconsciously feeling the swift pace at which time has been running lately...hello!?! the end of another season of american idol was upon us...while at the same time, since we had been doing so many home projects, change had been the only constant of not only my physical environment, but that of my mental and emotional ones also, not to mention the fact that chronologically, i am growing up. oh, boo! yeah, somewhere amidst the mental and emotional turmoil, i turned 39. ironically, turning 39 was the least traumatic of the changes. i had already decided a while ago that this year would be my last official birthday. from here on, i will celebrate 39 at least five more times before i just stop telling people how old i am. see? took the trauma right out of it. anyway, all this to say that i have been avoiding anything that would remind me of the passing of time; this blog being one of the primary ones. since i have been diligently blogging almost daily since last year, it just seemed logical that if i stopped blogging, time would stop as well. then i wouldn't have to deal with the quiet and loneliness left in the aftermath of everyone moving away. totally logical. and completely retarded. but that's just me.<br /><br />okay, so that really wasn't a practical approach. and here i am again, back to blogging. diligently? on a daily basis? i don't know yet. i do know that there are some of you who i consider to be blogbuddies that have been concerned and whose contact and interaction i have missed as a consequence of my recent disappearance from the blogosphere. so hugs to you all as a small gesture of 'hello' and a reminder that i shall be around and leaving witless and inappropriate comments yet again. so don't say you haven't been warned.<br /><br />hm...maybe tomorrow i'll tell you how i got roofied? rufied? the weekend before my birthday and share all the other fun things that have happened over the past few weeks.<br /><br /><br /><br /><blockquote><b>but before you leave, let me remind you...</b><br /><br />“Everyone has a photographic memory. Some don't have film.”<br /><br />-unknown</blockquote><br /><a href="http://gaycampguide.blogspot.com/">visit GAY CAMP</a><br /><a href="http://gayvilleannex.blogspot.com/">visit GAYVILLE</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564771147124354640-6067620324225952248?l=ink2metal.blogspot.com'/></div>danny/ink2metalnoreply@blogger.com8