Thursday, December 25, 2008

Not Like I Imagined

I'm going to see two friends of mine tomorrow that I went to Junior High and High School with. One of the friends I've stayed in contact with over the years even though we live in different cities. The other we hadn't see since graduation until our last class reunion. I've spoke to the missing friend a couple of times on the phone since our reunion. Tomorrow I'll see the both of them again. We had a 3 way phone call earlier this evening. Our out of touch friend was obviously drunk on the phone. And said somethings that neither my constant friend or I appreciated. When we see each other tomorrow I'm going to need to take a breath before speaking. Had I not been at my parents house and they in earshot I'm sure I would have called him everything but a child of God at the audacity of his drunken comments. I know I'm babbling right now but my typing this is helping me to think about how I'm going to handle this situation tomorrow.

Strange this is the only post that I have with no picture of any kind. I just can't imagine right now how this is going to play out or how I'm going to feel at the end of it all. I just know that the way I'm feeling right now is not how I imagined I would feel on Christmas day. I need to kick his ass just for that!

4 comments:

thegayte-keeper said...

well blogging is therapeutic so get it all out

jerzey_reality said...

blogging does help clear ur head and helps me calm down sometimes...good luck n dealing wit ur friend

Moanerplicity said...

Many times the things we stress most often become these monsters we build in our minds. When the reality comes, it's not so bad after all. Sometimes it's even surprisingly pleasant. I wish that for you, my Brotha.

Snatch JOY!

One.

Losojosnuevos said...

As the confrontation has probably already occurred, I can only hope you are not reading this from a prison library. People say and do stupid things all the time. I hope your friendship has not been irreversibly damaged. Forgiveness is the balm for many of our disappointments.