Happy New Year!

Saying that with true enthusiasm is at once genuine and a bit strained. Only home now for 3 days from what seems almost 6 weeks of near-continuous travel and my surroundings all seem new - and oddly, familiar and comforting at the same time. The holidays were both lonely (beyond compare to any year I can recall) and full of camaraderie and cheer.

Bobby's paired up with Mike. A sexy, intelligent fella with a huge heart and manners to make any southern mother proud. They're a perfect pair and it was a great joy to spend several days (most of a week!) hanging out with the two of them in the evenings and on one particularly sunny day upon my arrival. They were good company for the New Year's celebration - which, despite being in New Orleans, was quite subdued.... thank God! I was pleased that they were willing to head home shortly after the ball dropped on top of the Jackson brewery. Steve was with us watching the fireworks scare off the bats and he didn't protest when we decided to hail a cab at 1:30am.

New Year's day at Rusty's was the relaxation I've come to expect. He's the perfect host - lets everyone go about their own schedule yet ensures all our needs are met. Steve cooked breakfast (french toast the true cajun style!) and Rusty had a pot of black-eyed peas and cabbage to guarantee that we'd all have sufficient luck, money, and health in the coming year.

It was nice to hang out with all of them after a week (Christmas) spent alone. Shane joined me for a wonderful Christmas eve dinner and we had a great conversation about social deconstructionist theory; neither of us are truly cynics but it was hard to be chipper when we were both feeling lonely. I'd met a boy on-line the week or so after Thanksgiving and got waaay too excited about something so unsure....about someone I'd never even met. I suppose it was the weather, the holiday, and the lack of family around that got me so melancholy and, shall I say it?, grasping (errgh!). I hate feeling (and indeed, acting) needy. 's okay though he's not returned a call -- made me feel good for a little bit to know that I could still get excited about a boy - even if it was just the 'potential' and nothing solid. ...it's just he seemed so.... oh never mind.

I still have my job. The screwup before Christmas seems all but forgotten - thank goodness - I'd arrived at work a bit nervous today. I guess the holiday break did at least 'some' good.

...trying to decide what to do about school this semester - same ol' same ol'

seeya 'round

geoffy
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