Yes, I'm still here.  Thanks to my friend Jeb for just mentioning Live Journal on Facebook.  It was a good reminder that this is a great place to be online.

I'm surviving during this Covid pandemic.  It's been going on for two years now.  The world is a different place. It's hard to believe Lewis has been gone for eight years now.  I still miss ( Read more... )

A little backstory: Scott and I have been best friends since high school. After high school was over for a few years, our friendship turned into a relationship that last several years. For about the last half of that relationship, neither of us were very happy and we decided it was best to get rid of the relationship and to just be best friends ( Read more... )

It's been forever since I posted anything. Sorry Live Journal ( Read more... )

Things have been better, for the most part. Some days are better than others ( Read more... )

When the weather changes to winter, the bitching begins. Facebook status updates are full of "I hate this weather", "I hate snow", "I am cold and unhappy", blah blah blah ( Read more... )

I can't believe it's that time of year again already. It's time for the film festival. It takes about ten months to plan one weekend of films. It's a lot of work, but it's all worth it in the end I think ( Read more... )

I'm doing okay ( Read more... )

I started seeing a psychologist who specializes in grief counseling last week. I had thought about going for a little while now and things were just not getting any better for me. So I went ( Read more... )

I'm not one to give advice to anyone, but I feel like I've learned a lot in the past two months.

Pay attention to your past. Stop making the same mistakes. You're getting older. Don't wait for something good to happen. Make it happen now.

As I've mentioned before, Lewis loved to shop. None of our friends enjoyed shopping with him. He tended to take forever, and would wander off on his own. I always found myself wasting time looking for him, or just standing in the middle of a store (usually Target) thinking that at some point he'd run into me. You'd think in this day and age I ( Read more... )