GONE

Ok, something new from me. I'm going to skip all the details and tell you what happened this weekend - remember, no details. I'm curious to see how this comes out... I have the draft of the "details" that I may post, depending on how I feel...

Friday:
Dinner @ Sushi Two -> beers with Co-workers at "the hall" aka Jacks -> Vodka whatever's @ Tiki Lounge -> staggering through the South Side to Jimmy D's -> staggering back to the car w/Me driving home -> passing out.

Saturday:
Bed Magic with a mad dash to watch the parade from my front window -> Home to visit my family to: wash clothes, talk to 'rents, install vcr, install surround soundsystem -> drive home for dinner -> dinner at heady neighborhood Mexican resturant -> drinking beer on porch -> mad dash to watch the neighborhood fireworks -> watch Big Fish -> gently falling asleep in each others arms -> Sunday (early AM)waking up at 3 am -> waking up at 6:30am to sadly let her go home -> smoke leftover blunt and fall asleep watching the History Channel-> waking up at 11am Sunday afternoon.

Sunday
cleaned studio, setup turntables, mixers and keyboards -> welcome my family to my new home -> house work -> feeding my family -> going to Brian's dad's house -> grocery shopping -> back home to eat and drink a few Boddingtons -> watch the Simpsons and Family Guy -> spun a few records -> reviewed someone's past life from 4 years -> falling asleep in each others arms -> being woken up at 4am to sadly let her go home (and realize we have to be at work for 9am).

Down and dirty but to the point. What do you think? Fuck, I didn't use sentences - everything was a segue. Now, would you rather hear my stories told without all those odd and personal details? I know I should work at getting to the point but this isn't what I'm here to do. I'm doing this to remember and recall. This is how my brain works; the short version is what I've typed above. The details, hell, it's another 3 page blurb.

It's odd that I realized this today but I spent the entire weekend with Joy. I _just_ realized this... and it was wonderful. We had our separate activities to take care of but she would come back to my house and we'd proceed with our weekend, together. This weekend was the opposite of last weekend for me. Last weekend....

Again, another weekend with loads of memories and funny personal jokes I don't expect anyone else to get. "Is this freaky"?

And now it's Monday.

If you want the gritty jonstafari details in all the splendor and stupidity ask, I'm known to take requests. Hell, I may post them just for comparison and contrast (or to show how crazy my mind works).

I miss...