15 March 2012

hotel california...friendship... & drug culture references...random ridiculousness.

it finally has a name - the way friendship with me works. it's just like that eagles' song talks about --"hotel california"...(i had this epiphany in an email i was responding to tonite)

"You can check-out any time you like, But you can never leave!"

(but really friendship with me is NOTHING like the song "hotel california." i just read the lyrics for the first time and now i want to know, what is colitas??)(but my advice, DON'T google it....trust me)(but just in case you were wondering, i think i found out that it's marijuana....)(boy, it was interesting to read the interpretations of that song. i think some of them may have had some access to some colitas while they were musing)(i also found out there's a website called straightdope.com i didn't click on that link.)(i ALSO found out what "spice" is from the TA Classroom Session at Hardaway today: man-made marijuana -- synthetic cannabis. I've learned more about drugs today than the rest of my life combined.)(and what was the other thing, molly? dirty sprite? whatever it's called, it's sprite mixed with cough syrup)(um...gross.)(aren't you all glad you're my friends so you can be a little more hip and with it in the realm of drug culture?)

back to hotel california and friendship with me - i just feel that it needs to be in writing somewhere (and this will be a repeat for some of you), once you're my friend, YOU ARE MY FRIEND...and no matter the time that passes (a day, a week, a year, a decade...a few decades...), i'm ready and willing to pick it back up.

So unless you straight up say something along the lines of "dianna, i don't want to be your friend anymore" then we're friends. And you have my permission and the complete freedom to know that we're friends and that an email/phone call/facebook message/stop by for a visit (but you've gotta come before june...or plan to buy a plane ticket to make the "drop by" happen) are all perfectly acceptable and would be gratefully received - never awkward or weird or unwelcome.

(and just in case anyone is wondering, this is NOT directed towards anyone in particular. absolutely not. that's not how i roll! if i wanted to say it to someone in particular, i would pull out a cute notecard, write "dear blankity blank" and proceed to share how much i love you and miss you and really want to stay connected and stick a stamp on it and mail it :))

raw and honest thought: this is one of THE most ridiculous posts i've ever written. i'm really tempted to never publish it...(but obviously i did). (aren't you glad?)