Saturday, August 13, 2005

Alright. For all of those who read my blog, who don't really know me, or don't see me on a regular basis, I'm sorry that I haven't written anything in a week...but everything I wanted to talk about had to be kept secret from my friend Mark, because I was in the midst of an evil scheme concerning a surprise party for him (on my birthday! - I'm 31 now), of disturbing proportions, which was quite overwhelming for me. Luckily, I have friends & family that were willing to help me unfold this evil scheme, and it turned out even better than I would have dared guess, despite some truly terrible lies, and at least one extremely close call involving some late neighbors, which is a funny story now, but at the time, was beyond the stressful!

So thank you to everyone that helped with this party. Thank You to everyone who attended the party. Thank You to everyone who wanted to come but couldn't. Thank You to those that weren't invited for not being assholes about it (it's wasn't about me not liking you, it was about you not knowing Mark & the amount of space we had for the party). Thank You to the Red Robin people for helping to make this happen! And thank you Mark for Not guessing that I was throwing this huge party!

Mark almost drove me completely insane in the weeks leading up to the party - he was always finding things out that he shouldn't, and I was always forced to spin these intricate yarns that came pouring out of my mouth while silently screamed at myself to shut the fuck up!!! But the party was a surprise; the gifts were a surprise; the people and the laughter & the tears, and then the party back at the condo, which was smaller, but filled with just as much love & laughter. The party at the condo was all about the talking for me - I didn't get to hang out at Red Robin while waiting for Mark to show up, because I was with him, and then everything was CRAZY, so the part at the house was extra special & fun for me.

The Red Robin part was about as overwhelming for me, as the suprise party for me last year, and I knew that this one was coming! lol Just so many people I care about in one place, and all of them there because I asked them to be. I can see how throwing parties could become addictive, but having to keep secrets from Mark is just something I never want to have to deal with ever again. I didn't get to talk much with several of the people that only came to the Red Robin part of the Party. Diana, Carrie, Phil, Mom & Dad, Jamie, Janice, Justin, Jordan, Jillian & Jonathan (my nephew), Grandma & Grandpa, & Matt & Sarah (who looked stunning). I just realized that Kenny (Mollie's Brother) didn't make it to the party. I feel bad that I didn't notice until now, but there were so many people to think about that I was on overload - so I guess one person that said they were going to be there was not. But that's pretty good for a party of this size I think. lol

Everytime I see Justin, Jordan, Jillian & Jonathan - my heart aches that I don't see them more often. I'm thrilled that they were excited about seeing me (Janice told me that), and whenever they tell me somesomething or vie for my attention, that's the biggest bestest thing ever; because they want to know me and talk to me, and that just seems amazing to me. ;-0)

Carrie made us a fantastic scrapbook dedicated to our shared Vegas Trip. My mother gave me a cool ring with spikes on it. My friend Brian gave me 2 cds of mixed music (some of it mixed by him); I've only listened to the first one so far (3 times) but I love that one, and I'm sure I'll enjoy the 2nd CD just as well. I got some cards (funny & emotional). I got to stand up with Adam (who's birthday was Tuesday) and get clapped at and sung to by the Red Robin people (after Mark endured it first). But the best part was watching Mark realize just how much work went into the Party. Seeing his face when he opened up the Galaxy Rangers, or the gallon drum of Red, Yellow & Orange sweet-tarts; the penguins & Sitch dolls; the Aliens & theme movies; the cards & the cd - and the tears they of joy that they inspired: that was the best part.

People that showed up at our condo included: Janella (and later Solomon), Shawn & Jonathan (who both stayed the night, which was awesome), Mollie, Adam, Karen, Bryan, Robert, Chris, John, Heidi, & Nate, + me & Mark. Lots of talking; lots of snacking on Purple, Blue & Green Sweet-Tarts. lol A bit of alcohol for some, a lot for a few others. lol. Almost everything leading up to the party was HELL - everything from the surprise onward was Heaven. And everyone who said that they would be there showed up, and couple people who said that they MIGHT be there showed up too. I feel very blessed & grateful, and slightly sad that it's over, but happy also, to have to time to reflect on it.

So the party was good. The after party, party was good. The after the party, party, talking was good too. I mean, I wish Shawn & Jonathan lived in Ann Arbor. I wish they lived just up the street or something, because I enjoy them seperately and as a couple, and I loved watching them interact with my other friends. I love seeing my other friends react to them. They just rock! And I can't say enough good things about them.

The Shawn thing is weird because it isn't. Everytime I see him now, it's just...he's like a ghost or an echoe of the Shawn I was hot for, so there's nothing there now. But when we talk about the past, as we tend to do (we're quite the introspective bunch) then I get all emotional, because the Shawn we're talking about was the one I wanted. It's weird. But it's nice, and it's not painful or annoying (to me anyways). Jonathan doesn't seem to be bothered by it, which is also nice. He's so cute, and so much smarter than he gives himself credit for, which is really sad. I just want to meet the people who convinced him that he was a moron or that he was ugly or whatever and just smash their skulls in (retroactively - "moving back in the timeline") so that he won't have this image of himself as a loser, when in fact he's this little hottie, with enough wit & wisdom to play off of Shawn (and anyone else for that matter) and come off as bitchy cool, without being overly insulting or just fucking annoying. That's talent.

I'm alone in the condo right now. Mark is visiting his family today, and won't be home until tomorrow, so the condo that was so full of laughter last night is devoid of any such sound today - making it seem extra quiet by comparison.

   posted by Bald Jason at 04:51 PM
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