Sunday, Oct. 20, 2002 - 11:02 am
Now playing: Alkaline Trio "Southern Rock"
I feel kind of special lately. Not short bus or Corky from "Life Goes On" special, but special in the fact that I feel loved.
Just last week, a good friend of mine confided in me that she was pregnant. Only about 3 weeks along, but pregnant nonetheless. She's looking forward to becoming a Mommy, and I think she'll be damn good at it. Anyways, she told me she had the names picked out already. I honestly don't remember the name she had chosen if it's a girl, but if it's a boy, she's going to name him Kinder. And that's my last name. And she told me that she decided to name him Kinder because she cares about me so much. How fucking cool is that?
Then, this morning, I got an email from a very good friend named Sali. Sali and I met when I was at the radio station and she was doing independent promotions for a small music company. Ever since we first met, my nickname for her has been "Kitty." It's a long story, so don't ask. So, when it came time for Sali to name her car, she named it Kitty. Well, recently Kitty died, so Sali got a new car. And she told me that she named her new car Sydney, after my beloved feline. Pretty fucking cool, I must say.
And a few months ago Karen told me she named her new kitten Ryan, because he reminds her of me. Nice.
And several years ago, Armando wrote an entire screenplay about he an I...basically urging me to get out of the shit town I was living in at the time. It's so great...so disturbing and weird in that Armando sort of way. He's got a real talent for making the absurd into something creepy, disturbing, and dark.
This is all kind of weird, although it's incredibly flattering.
I guess life isn't all that bad, huh?
"At least we're still friends...at least we're still alive."
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