Today was hectic, yet decidedly delicious all at the same time. I got to hang out with some friends from out of town, I got to talk on the phone with some friends from out of town, and I got some messages from friends from out of town. If you're noticing a theme here, you're one sharp cracker jack. I have friends! J/k, j/k, j/k.... the theme is that all my peeps are out-of-towners. Le sigh. This can be cause for a seriously dull social life, seeing as how nearly all one's friends live in other towns, other states and other countries.
Yet, I'd like to think that I have friends in town too. They just belong to a different generation genre. Mostly because they're all my parent's friends. But now since I'm (finally) considered an adult - I get to be their friend too and I don't have to sit at the children's table anymore. Whoa, what a status booster. I mean, I only got promoted last year, but it was bound to happen.
You know, it's kinda fun to diversify your friend portfolio - I'm just saying, you get exposed to a whole bunch of different stuff when you hang out with different people. Just the other night, I had an exceptional dinning experience right here in Tallahassee that blew my mind. I dissected and ate an entire artichoke. From the leaves to the witches hat, avoiding the "choke" and finally to the heart of the matter. I have never done that before and have never even heard of eating artichokes like that, either. It was awesome! I can't wait to share that with other friends!
I've never been one to have many friends. I've always preferred having a few close friends, rather than many friends. It seems the more you've got, the closer they are to being more like acquaintances rather than friends. But because my close friends live far and away these days... the circle is expanding and I'm finding that I can have many friends, and acquaintances are just friends who haven't been to dinner yet. Know what I mean? I feel like we could have a whole 'nother post defining 'friend'. Exploring all the nuances and how a friend means different things to different people.
I am one of those people who strongly believe that you can get a good grasp of the character of a person based on their friends. So I try to pull the wool over everyone's eyes by hanging out with ultra-fabulous people, thus being guilty by association. Fortunately (or unfortunately), nobody is fooled by this ruse and I end up being tolerated in the presence of greatness. But I am learning some neat tricks, and perhaps one day - in the distant future - I'll go from being tolerated to humored, then on to being of favorable opinion. Fingers crossed!
In the meantime, good things are coming down the pipes, and I need to go hit the sack to be properly rested for the up coming festivities!
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