06/06/04: self-flagellation

Hey folks...

Mark always gives me guff for never asking for help even when I need it, so write this day on your calendars: I'm asking for your help today.   OK, so it's not physical, tangible help, but it's important to me just the same:

I need good vibes.

I know I've been a crappy friend as of late. I haven't returned important (and blessedly persistent) calls and emails like I should, and I feel HORRIBLE about it. Tonight was the first time I talked to my mother in G-d knows how long, so please trust that you're not the only person I'm not keeping in touch with. I have friends and relatives who have graduated / have new babies / have had huge life-changing events happen and I haven't had the chance to acknowledge them like I should. My cousin Brooks has left 98723 messages on my cell phone, and he's surely thinking I'm blowing him off. My father knows no details about my road trip as I haven't talked to him since his birthday in May. I haven't gotten 3-month-old Knappuccino's recordings done for people who are relying on them. My aunt broke her back and I haven't sent a card. My cousin is going through chemo and I haven't called for an update in well over a week.


Save yourself the trouble... if you're having poopy thoughts about me, just stop and have some iced tea or something, because I'm already having thrice as much for you on your behalf.

The thing is... this trend is only gonna get worse until about July 1.

During the next few weeks, I've got a lot of business to address, both tangible to-dos and head/life/soul/stuff to sort out. With figuring out my own job/living situation, wrapping up two projects at work, dealing with the last of the maintenance/squirrel events, getting my apartment slowly pieced back together, selling my old car (anyone want a 1996 Chevy Lumina that runs great?), getting my Malibu serviced, starting/finishing the freelance web work I need to do for Brian DeRiancho by weeks' end, Knappuccino's coordination for June, plus road trip planning, a jaunt to SanFran next weekend to find John a place to live, packing him up, throwing stuff out, coordinating movers and consignment people, and just generally getting my head together... I'm spread really thin right now.   This isn't to imply that you all aren't just as busy-- (hell, some of you do all this with toddlers running around to boot), you just happen to be better at managing your life/time/stuff than I am. ;-)  

So please don't be offended if I don't return calls / emails / AIM conversation pings and stuff. You are all on my mind and in my heart like you always are every day (sounds totally queer but it's so true), and I promise I will try to be good about setting expectations so I don't leave you hanging like I did to poor Jeremy the other day who was waiting all day for me to proofread a newsletter which I completely forgot about... (The guy's a saint for not firing me right there.)  I promise to get back to my regularly-scheduled self in a few.

Waah waah waah. I know.   Sorry to sound so damn flaky. I'm just exhausted.

OK, I'm gonna go soak in the bathtub for a few and then go to sleep. I should have been in bed over an hour ago.

I really do love you guys very much, more than you know. Thanks for bearing with me.

As a reward, I'll leave you with this, which is a frikkin' riot and totally worth the 5-minute read: http://improveverywhere.csbl.net/chekov/

Doesn't that just make everything better?