That's Okay, We've Got Triple Sec!

So, I keep doing this thing where I say that life is really crazy/chaotic/busy/ridiculous/weird/messy/hectic ...right now. Now. For now. Recently. Of late. At the moment.

Right.

Not sure what that's all about, because that(the hectic thing)'s been pretty consistent for the past mmhrrnfhrm, and I don't have any real intentions of changing that. Kind of wondering whose benefit I use the short term for, actually.

Yeah... There will always be so, so many things on my plate. And I put most of them there. Sometimes, I get all overwhelmed and WHY-y about it...but no. I crave it. I dig it. I am addicted to this (semi-)organized hurricane.

Let's just admit it. Stuff is always gonna be out of control. That's, apparently, just how it be and how I roll. Right now, there's the work thing, I'm moving in a week or so (yeah, again, what of it) (WE JUST FOUND A HOUSE, AND BY "WE" I MEAN YOURS TRULY AND A PACK OF MY FRIENDS' YOUNGER BROTHERS BECAUSE I HAVE THE BEST TASTE IN ROOMMATES), fightin' the Man on financial aid and school scheduling crap, doing that guinea pig thing, and am rehearsing 3 plays. Bend's been pretty...fruitful...(?) in the stuff-that-sucks-up-a-lot-of-time-and-energy department. Which rocks, but what I've been lacking this year have been close friendships/connections/stuff like that. It's not that I feel like a mindless cog or something, I genuinely like that there are things I contribute to. The places I go are sort of awesome as fuck, and I end up in plenty of weird shenanigans and spontaneous hoopla around all of the structure, so it's not a humdrum experience a-happenin' right now. I guess I could have condensed that into: I feel so freakin' alive, but kind of alone.

Not exactly in a bad way. It's free. And I like that a lot.

Bah. Redo. Kinda.

Point is: My friends are flippin' amazing and I want, miss, need, love being with them. I've been kinda bad about visiting this year, but have started committing to it in recent months. You know what? Once you just...do it, it's the easiest thing in the world. No matter how much is going on, you can find/make room for what's important to you. And maybe it's a little backward that I'm starting to split my time back into Eugene. And want to give more attention to friendships from high, middle, elementary school instead of slowly getting around various boundaries here. But I don't care.

They're my family. And I love them. Feels good to say. I love them. I love them a lot. Butt-tons! So much! Oodles of love! From here to fucking Jupiter.

No matter where I go, there will be a school, a job, a theatre, a team, a whatever, a place. I can leave a place. It's in these people, some person, that I'm gonna find home. Life with a capital "L." You get room, feelings! Sorry about being a butt to you.

I am going to be so there for the folk I care about.

I want to do this. So, I'ma do it.

As for the title: At work (which, by the by, is the best job ever) we've taken to replacing missing ingredients (like lemons, or vanilla extract) with liquor. And it's hilarious.

OUT.