Meet Quentin, he adopted me
Just a taste…
Tonight, or this morning rather, marked the momentous occasion of me FINALLY finishing every episode of Friends. I’m not gonna lie, season ten really pulled a lot of tears out of me. Then, without any champagne or celebration, it was just…over. Done. I’ll never go any further with them in their story. I know it sounds ridiculous, but they really do become like real Friends! What really freaked me out was how emotional I got over Friends ending, albeit a few years later than the rest of the world. Smallville is the decade long show that I grew up with, and it’s ending in just a couple months. I have no idea what I’ll do. Big Love is ending Sunday, and I don’t have cable. As far as my relationships with television shows and the characters contained within, this year I’m really taking a hit. On the bright side though, with the ending of two of them, I can let go of the related memories and the inevitable angst that follows, for a brief second, during each session of watching they both bring. Friends always reminds me of a friend I’d lost, some time ago, and still miss. He loved that show. Now I can let go of that reminder! Smallville has somewhat of the same situation. A friend I miss a lot loves it; we used to watch it together. But…shit happens, and as it usually does, it was all over a girl. Spilled milk. Although, I have to add, as my ipod playlist proved tonight she had great taste in music! Lately I’ve been making some changes to my life. I’ve been streamlining. Slimming down. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Although, while I’m on the subject, I have been losing weight and working out. I’ve gotten rid of almost all the negative influences/reminders/people in my life. Naturally, there is sill a little gardening to do, but so far it’s been going quite well! Materialistically I’ve also been doing similar changes. When I took down Christmas the other day (yeah, that’s right.) I cleaned out a lot of my things in the subsequent Spring Cleaning. I got rid of almost all of my dvds and vhs tapes and am starting my media library over in bluray. I’ve cleaned out my closets, now have all my clothes in one, not three!!! Another great thing is that my medication almost has me feeling back to normal! With just a little more dosage tweaking, we just might have it folks! Zoloft and Klonopin in the right amounts. Sublime. As is the fact I’ve finally moved my bed over. It’s officially a home. And now my bed is seducing me to a few hours of naked shut-eye before I’ve gotta have company. Being a grownup is definitely taking some getting used to, but I’m getting closer! Au revoir
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