Somebody thinks I'm fabulous!
Yesterday, I was gifted the new Van Hunt CD. And why? Because the day before I had a break (I'm not yet sure if it was a breakdown or a breakthrough) and it was pretty awful.
So my friend Nita surprised me at work with a Thai Iced tea, 2 Popeye's biscuits, roses, a card, and the new Van Hunt CD (I had mentioned that I was sad that I had lost my Van Hunt cd, so she attempted to replace it, but really ended up getting me the new one, that I didn't even know was out). *tear*
She caught me just as I was leaving the office with my boss and co-worker to go to a meeting at the theater. It occured to us both with her marching up to the door with flowers and gifts my boss probably thinks she's my lover. *shrug* At least she'll think I'm getting some.
Wasn't that sweet? If I could've accessed any emotions I might have shed one or two (small) tears, but it did really cheer me up. It's nice to look around and realize you have that great of a friend. It's nice to know somebody thinks I'm fabulous and worth the effort. Feels good, man. I need more good friendships like that. I'm a lot to handle, I need to spread myself around, lol.
(I'm trying to re-break-in another good friend who I just found out is in the area. It's probably been about 2 years since I talked to her last, but she was a very good friend. But people's lives can change a LOT in that amount of time. )
Check the new icon. Funny enough, I downloaded blackestsheep's elevation mix yesterday and was excited about the Van Hun song "Dust" on there (from the first album), and not two hours later I had a brand new Van Hunt CD in my hand. I get how the universe works now: first it squashes you, and then it gives you gifts. Word.
I'm trying to decide if I want to go to see Van Hunt in concert in early May. It's not really whether or not I want to go see him, it's whether or not I want to see him in that setting, for that amount of money. He's opening for Anthony Hamilton and Heather Headley in the big ass Constitution Hall. I like the other two just fine, but I'm not gaga over them. I want to see Van Hunt and his band in a more intimate setting. Like in my bedroom, lol.
Something about that man's music is sexy. Mmm. Like I want to close my eyes and snuggle up and do something slow and freaky. Lawd.
Check out that stubble. Mmmm! Someone get the hose, please.
So my friend Nita surprised me at work with a Thai Iced tea, 2 Popeye's biscuits, roses, a card, and the new Van Hunt CD (I had mentioned that I was sad that I had lost my Van Hunt cd, so she attempted to replace it, but really ended up getting me the new one, that I didn't even know was out). *tear*
She caught me just as I was leaving the office with my boss and co-worker to go to a meeting at the theater. It occured to us both with her marching up to the door with flowers and gifts my boss probably thinks she's my lover. *shrug* At least she'll think I'm getting some.
Wasn't that sweet? If I could've accessed any emotions I might have shed one or two (small) tears, but it did really cheer me up. It's nice to look around and realize you have that great of a friend. It's nice to know somebody thinks I'm fabulous and worth the effort. Feels good, man. I need more good friendships like that. I'm a lot to handle, I need to spread myself around, lol.
(I'm trying to re-break-in another good friend who I just found out is in the area. It's probably been about 2 years since I talked to her last, but she was a very good friend. But people's lives can change a LOT in that amount of time. )
Check the new icon. Funny enough, I downloaded blackestsheep's elevation mix yesterday and was excited about the Van Hun song "Dust" on there (from the first album), and not two hours later I had a brand new Van Hunt CD in my hand. I get how the universe works now: first it squashes you, and then it gives you gifts. Word.
I'm trying to decide if I want to go to see Van Hunt in concert in early May. It's not really whether or not I want to go see him, it's whether or not I want to see him in that setting, for that amount of money. He's opening for Anthony Hamilton and Heather Headley in the big ass Constitution Hall. I like the other two just fine, but I'm not gaga over them. I want to see Van Hunt and his band in a more intimate setting. Like in my bedroom, lol.
Something about that man's music is sexy. Mmm. Like I want to close my eyes and snuggle up and do something slow and freaky. Lawd.
Check out that stubble. Mmmm! Someone get the hose, please.