Classic times. Crazy days.
Jack sent me flowers yesterday for Valentine's Day! They are so beautiful...a dozen roses! It made me cry. but in a good way. He and I are doing really well, and he's coming down for his B-day next month around the 20th! It feels like so far away.
So I think the Boosh slash has gotten to me. Jack and I talk about Noel Fielding all the time, and the Mighty Boosh, and Boosh slash. I call him Howard (or parsley) and he calls me Vince. lol. So the other night I had a dream that I was Vince and Jack was Howard, and I kept trying to kiss him. I was a gay man in my dream the other night!!!!!
But that does raise the question; is it weird that I want to be Noel Fielding? I mean, I would totally settle for being with Noel Fielding lol, but a big part of me wants to be him...oh well, at least he's pretty.
My mom had a friend that I pretty much grew up around. Connie. They were best friends from the time I was like 10 to 16, then they broke up. Unexpectedly. And they haven't spoken since. About two weeks ago Connie found me on facebook, so we've been talking since...crazy huh? She's been gone for like seven years, we were so close I wanted to call her Aunt Connie. We were all in a coven together. We used to sit and talk for hours. So I have some awkward(?) feelings coming up I guess. Almost this since of betrayal. Almost like she walked out on us. She did walk out on us! Oh well, these aren't horribly strong feelings, just something brewing under the surfess I guess. It's also really weird to talk to her on a very superficial level, like "How's living in Xenia" "How do you like South Carolina?" "How's your family doing?" and who the hell knows what's going to happen...Her and mom haven't talked yet, either things are going to really blow up, or they're going to get back together...we'll see.