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Wow.
18 years ago
Iiji left like she arrived: suddenly. The place is bigger again, but it's awful quiet.
Kind of a melancholy start to the New Year.
2007 was a stormy ocean from beginning to end, marked by changes in life, in work (oiy), in the cluttered room I call my psyche, in living circumstances. (As I write I'm noticing some irritating structural habits, a sign, I think, that I need to write a whole lot more.) I've been through my first official wildfire. I am in the midst of exploring a new market, the gigantic pool of eek that is the LA basin. New work, new clients, new challenges. And then there's all the old ones. You don't ever get rid of your demons. They're here to stay.That doesn't mean you can't beat the shit out of the bastards, however, to make up for all the hell they've given you. Before the uneasy peace is reached, slam the fucker's head to the mat a few times. No one will blame you.
2008: even years are good. It's a brand-new starting line.
Let's go.
Kind of a melancholy start to the New Year.
2007 was a stormy ocean from beginning to end, marked by changes in life, in work (oiy), in the cluttered room I call my psyche, in living circumstances. (As I write I'm noticing some irritating structural habits, a sign, I think, that I need to write a whole lot more.) I've been through my first official wildfire. I am in the midst of exploring a new market, the gigantic pool of eek that is the LA basin. New work, new clients, new challenges. And then there's all the old ones. You don't ever get rid of your demons. They're here to stay.That doesn't mean you can't beat the shit out of the bastards, however, to make up for all the hell they've given you. Before the uneasy peace is reached, slam the fucker's head to the mat a few times. No one will blame you.
2008: even years are good. It's a brand-new starting line.
Let's go.
Like a James Bond movie?
Wait, I don't think that was dad.
P.S. Good luck and Godspeed to you in the even year.
I don't either know how nor like saying goodbyes.
Cuz I'll be back soon enough an seein ya anyway, yanno?
We'll both be movin' again most like.
An all is temporary.
An stuff.
An meep.
An hope I didn't leave the place too dirty T^T
An mra
Morro rilly fuckin' misses the pupsters already though, that's pretty easy to tell.
The place was in fine shape, 'cept you left the goddamn Nilla Wafers. What were you thinking?
Also, there's a funky piece of wood behind the couch, and the leetle table we got from Walgreen's. Them was yours, you nut!
Friends are only temporary if you want 'em that way. Good ones are there for the long haul.
*sigh* And we miss de Morro, too. You need her pupsit, you know where to drop her.
*hugs*
NYE 2007 was a blast and NYE 2008 kind of sucked (probably because it was stuck halfway in 2007), here's to hoping for a happier 2008
2007 WAS a pretty weird year. A year with alot of drastic changes in my life, and definitely in yours. I'll do whatever I can to assist you in getting rooted here, but it looks like you've got this sort of thing down pact.
Here's to a solid year, with Reduced Bullshit™!
cheers
2007 was a year of uncertainties and disruptions for literally everyone I know. What the hell? I guess times and tides work that way. And I guess it's also true that we've got everything inside we need to handle such struggles. But does that mean we're to appreciate those problems when they arrive, since we're all set with the tools to take 'em down? God can't be THAT cruel.
Man, you've already done more than I can repay. There are few folks I know who embody the words "genuine article" as you. You're one of the best friendships to come from 2007. May it be many more decades in the making. I will give as good as get.
It must have been so cool to live through a wildfire!
We lived through it, though, with no real scratches to point at. We came out a helluva lot better than some. Whatever vibes we get should be sent tenfold to those who got nailed by these blazes.
My 2007 was fairly stable, but dull as you well know. You've done some amazing work and progress, dood. I've seen it in the email you grace me with. Art still quite obviously lights your fire. You're a good man, people love you. We have confidence and caring for you. Even those that have never actually met you!
You've weathered a hell of a lot, and the Berb I got to know from a few years back is still here, still punching and doing good stuff. Hard to argue with that!
Best to you as always, Ant.
As for improvement, them words hit me right where I live this minute. More, they give me additional umph to keep pushing. Last year felt like the bottom of the sump creatively. I grew? Christ, it's hard to imagine. Then again, I often tell others who are hammering on themselves that too much self-slamming limits your growth as much as strokes. Time to take some of my own medicine.
I ain't the only one who growed, neither. One look at Fite! and anyone can see you grew as a storyteller, in your use of color, line, shape, composition. Watching others grow makes me want to grow, too.
Bless yo' head, T', for the umpteenth time. There can never be enough for you.
Bring on the goodness we so desire, o Flying Spaghetti Monster!!
2008 shall be soaked to the fucking core with love & creativity
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Bring on the love and creativity and pour it down on all of us.