It can't seriously have been 5 months since I last wrote here. Where does the time go?

I'm considering taking this blog a different direction from here on out...maybe post all the interesting shit I find in my daily life...in real life and online. I often find things that I think are amusing and things that make me believe that the rest of the world really needs to know about, but then I forget them just as quickly, cuz, as Cheech & Chong would say, my head is like a sieve. (If you don't know what I'm talking about, at least have the decency not to admit it, okay?)

The most interesting thing that's happened in the interim is that I have reconnected with someone that was one of my bestest friends ever, way back in the day. I haven't seen or heard from her in 20 years - I think we were both so anxious to get as far away as possible from our experiences in high school, that we lost track of each other. But wow, I gotta say - she turned out to be a totally kickass chick! She does roller derby (how cool is THAT???) and she's...I dunno...she's just unapologetically who she is. And who she is freakin' rocks! And she's really inspired me to stop being so damned reserved and insecure all the time. I really want to work on being comfortable in my own skin and realizing that it really doesn't matter what other people think cuz (as Bon Jovi or Gwen Stefani would say) it's my life. (Actually, come to think of it, I think the Gwen Stefani song is a remake of some 80s song, but I digress...) I think that events in my life, and my own weakness, have allowed me to believe that there's something wrong with me being just what I am. I've felt for so long that just being me wasn't enough. Wasn't good enough. Wasn't smart enough. Wasn't pretty enough. Wasn't ladylike enough. Wasn't strong enough, fast enough, thin enough, obedient enough, kind enough...I could go on all day. Thing is, I really groove on being around quirky people. I love it when people don't conform. I like the weird, the odd, the unusual, the original, the strange, the goofball, the wacky, and the unique. So why the fuck have I wasted so much energy trying to be anything other than what I am?

I don't know either. Today is the first day of a life spent living out loud.