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August 28, 2003
And Then...
Had a nice time with nice friends.
Removed Blaster from her PC. Patched against reinfection.
Put together Kabobs.
Drank a coupla light beers with him on an unfinished porch. Talked about shingling, wiring, building codes, footings, layoffs, business politics. He grilled.
Inside at dinner conversation turned to fishing, Disneyworld and Epcot, computers, pets, job hunting.
More of same over dessert.
They're really good people.
It was freakin' right out of like Good Housekeeping or something. So fucking happy and normal.
Kinda makes me wonder what the fuck I'm so upset about all of the time.
Tomorrow night I'm taking my bass over to my blood brother's house. We're not related. He's my brother by choice.
He's dealing with finally knowing he has ADD and there's stuff he will never be able to control. Ever. I'm trying to help him see that he's not a bad person, just because he's so easily distractable. His experience of the world is a lot like mine. I'm trying to help him see that he's not a freak. Me, helping someone think he's not a freak.
He's going to teach me to play. To help me understand music. Making it. It's been a repressed dream for so long I don't even have words for how profoundly excited I am to have an opportunity handed to me, and so frightened because it's here. It's really here. If I'm really lucky, I won't even want to get drunk or stoned. I am praying for tears of joy.
[+] Posted by Sinner, who was transgressing at the time (August 28, 2003 11:54 PM) by revealing evil. [+]
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