I wanted to write about this last night, but but the time I got home and crawled into bed, it was getting to be past two AM - I promised Punk Boy I would be home before one.
I DJ'd what is probably going to be my last gig for a while. I spun some great tunes at the birthday party for an old friend. Small crowd, great vibe, lots of love, and this strange moment of akwardness. A person I used to be close to, used to spend all my time with and thought I'd have in my life forever, only to be pushed aside by them in a non-chalant kind of way was there. This person and I haven't really talked in almost a year, which is very suprising to most people who knew us as inseperable, the best of friends and all that shit. She was there, alone, for our mutal friends birthday party. I know she had knowledge I would be there. If she heard about the event, she knew I would be spinning tunes. Me, on the other hand, did not have confirmation she would attend, but believed in the back of my mind that she would be there. I didn't get the idea much thought before going, thinking what I would do or say if she was there. And what little I thought about it, I figured she would be there with someone - a friend, maybe a date if she had one. I never expected her to be there alone.

Part of me felt a twing of nervers when I first walked in and saw them there. Should I say hello? Should I let them approch me? I was at a bit of a loss as to what to do, how to act and I figured since this person's last contact with me was rude and somewhat hurtful to me, I decided that no action on my part was required and that I didn't need to do anything...

I will touch more on this later today.. I have a lunch date.. lunch for them, breakfast for me. This feels like the good ol' days, minus the nasty Gin soaked tongue and headache.... I need to give this more of my full attention later on today.