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because I've moved!

www.christheloop.com

Game on.

Best. Email. Ever.

"We want to take this opportunity to extend our sincerest wishes to you for a very happy and healthy Holiday Season! We also want to let you know that you will be receiving an additional Holiday check this Friday as a small token of our gratitude for all that you do."

Now that's how you open an email.

STALKER!

Well, I suppose someone who reads what I post here can't be called a stalker, per se, but what am I supposed to think?!

I log in to my statcounter account to see what the traffic has been like, and I find that there were about 5 times as many page loads today. I look deeper to find that they were all the same person. Someone read my archive. All of it.

I guess I wouldn't be so paranoid if they had posted something. All that Loop, and nothing to say for yourself?

Well, here's hoping it was pleasurable. :)

Boobies.

Shopping

I went to the mall the Sunday before Christmas.

I'm not typically known for my sanity.

I have to say it was rather painless, as I was able to get a good deal of my friends/family presents. I still have people on the list, but they should be taken care of in the next few days.

The longest line I stood in was in the toy store (big shock). The only reason I was there was to get something for Milca. Yes, I went to the toy store for my wife. While there, I was subjected to the 12 days of Christmas, as performed by Barney and friends. 12 days of fucking hell. 364 presents of pain.

Those people were lucky I didn't have a weapon.

Goodbye

In the path of life people cross your path, share it, and sometimes make your path their own. Leaving one's path is something that might cause anger, jealousy, and bitterness. It may also leave hope, understanding, and compassion. Only time will tell. The ultimate definition will be based on where those two paths end, and whether the crossing of those paths was a benefit or a detriment to those on their paths.

I know that ultimately this crossing was a benefit for my path. I am a better person because of the things I have learned, both positive and negative, because of the experiences I have had because of our paths crossing. I am the one that asked that there be no further relationship, that our paths no longer cross, and you have not only acknowledged this, but accepted it with grace. For this, I thank you. In all honesty I expected less, but this really tells me that in some way I might have had an impact on you as you did me. In some way that makes it more worth while.

I will never regret the time we had.

Goodbye.

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

I just experienced the hybrid of these two moments.

Snake

Hearing Voices

Curtain Call

Well, they play has now come and gone. 7 performances later, I find myself without rehearsals to go to, and I don't know what to make of it. I met some really great people doing this play, and I know that I'll get to work with them again, but this cast was really tightly knit. We had our cast party at Bucca di Beppo, and at the end we all gave speeches, and there were some tears shed over the heartfelt comments. Yes, I got a little misty eyed.

Closing night left me with bittersweet feelings. We had a great show, and several friends came that had a great time, and other friends that had already seen it that came for a second helping. However, there were a good many people that said they would come, and didn't end up showing at all. Granted, I sent the invitation to a lot of people, and didn't expect most of them to come. The people I did expect to come, however, were people that specifically said they'd be there and asked for information about the show, and there were a lot of these people that didn't come.

If this were just one person, I'd say that they flaked out and might give them some grief about it before chuckling over it, but this wasn't just one person. This extended to coworkers, old friends, new friends, etc. I know people had other arrangements, prior engagements, etc. I'm not bitter. I just couldn't help but be a little let down. For example, of the dozens and dozens of coworkers that said they'd come, only one showed up for any of the 7 performances. I'd look through the cracks of the set at the audience before each showing to see who I knew in the audience, each show telling myself, "Oh, they're proabably waiting for the last show/day." The last show came and went, and I couldn't help but be a little let down.

I feel moderately awkward posting about this. The primary people that read this are my friends, and some of these friends didn't come to the show. This is not in any way a jab or attack aimed at any of you. This is just me venting my feelings, which at the time are bittersweet. In all honesty, this was probably the best production I'd ever been in, and I really wanted to share that with the people I know and love. Can't help but be a little bummed if I am denied that opportunity.