I’m not dead yet! This last week was a bad week for blogging and the posts I wrote smacked of mediocrity, but I’m only human and not yet the blogging machine I hope to one day be, but I’m getting there, one post at a time 😉
So what’s been going on in my crazy-assed life the past few days? Well, for starters I visited the dermatologist yesterday and he nailed this big skin tag that’s been growing on my forearm with some liquid nitrogen and now it looks like this:
Fuck blogging is awesome! Guess what else!? I had a salami sandwich for lunch today! I know! Stop the fucking press right?
Ironically, there are actually major changes happening in my life right now, like the fact that tomorrow at 9.20 I drop J-Rab off at Lanseria Airport and don’t see her again for two and a half weeks.
I’ll tell you one thing for free, I fucking hate long-distance. It’s hellish – the missed calls, the smses, the g-chats, the Skype calls, I wouldn’t fucking wish it on my worst enemy. J-Rab and I did it for a year and a half, I was here and she was in London, then after that she moved to Boston, that’s a 6 hour time difference kids, 7 in winter.
You think we’d be used to it, but the truth is you never get used to it. You get used to being close, coming home to the person you love, the little things y’know? Brushing your teeth together, curling up to go to sleep, all that retarded shit, the shit you never bother to put into words, you get used to that stuff.
And then she’s gone and you’re finding tiny pieces of her for weeks afterward – strands of her hair, maybe a pair of earrings here, some lip gloss there, her scent on your pillow, and you’re remembering the feeling of her breath on your neck and what it looked like to watch her disappear through the boarding gates the last time you saw her.
And then the phone calls, fuck I remember them well. The first month or two it’s bearable, but by month three, month four, it feels like you’re dating a ghost, a voice on the phone and not much more.
People said we’d never last, but we found a way, just like we’ll find a way through the next two and a half weeks.
I hope it goes by fast. The weekends are the worst and there’s two of those to get through, so hopefully it won’t be too bad, and even if it is, I’ll fight on through cause that’s what I do.
If nothing else, it should free up a little time for me to write some great material and I already have ideas bouncing around for a couple of killer posts, so watch this space 😉
Later Party People.
-ST
