Out of all the things in the world that I hate doing, this is probably at the top of the list. Saying goodbye. I don’t deal with change very well. I hate to see people go, people move away, etc. I like things the way they are. I understand that change is good sometimes….sometimes, you have to make changes, switch things up a bit, because they tend to get stale. Or better opportunities come up. Doors open. But it just sucks having to say goodbye to cool people. Recently, I have been hit with two at the same time. Megs, for one, is leaving for Sac. I guess PLNU wasn’t the right fit…but she’s been a good friend to the NGS and a good friend to me for the past few years. I really didn’t get to spend the kind of time I wanted to with her…but she was always there to hang with when we needed a tennis partner, or someone to act in one of our deranged movies. She was there when my girlfriend at the time(whose name I won’t mention) wasn’t. The relationship wasn’t great and neither was the person I was in the relationship with…but Megs was there through the whole thing, ups and downs. I have never told her how much I appreciated her or what I thought of her through the whole ordeal, but it meant a lot to have her as a friend to me and a friend to my now ex-girlfriend, especially since she really needed someone like Megs in her life. There was a birthday extravaganza that was planned for me…and although my girlfriend was the catalyst, Megs did everything — food, guests, etc — a lot more work than was let on. I don’t think I really ever told her how much I appreciated that. And finally, the dramatic breakup…when I pulled the plug on my disfunctional relationship and there were some dramatic moments that were sparked…Megan was there to diffuse them and make me see that it would be alright. And she continued to be a friend to my ex-girlfriend all the while, which again she really needed. Megs is a good friend, and it will be hard to see her go. And guys, she is the very textbook definition of what a girl should be…in my humble opinion. I am, after all, a seasoned nice guy and know what to look for…and Megs is it. Cute, funny, adventurous, smart, sweet, sexy, dedicated, athletic, talented…and I’m running out of adjectives. So you Sac guys, be on the look out for Mini Megs…and treat her well.
The second person on my list of goodbyes will be my good UBOC comrade, Michael Mackay. From day one, Mike showed me the ropes, taught me screens, and was basically a cool guy to work with. We had fun chilling in the back of the office…watching people pass by us all day…and trying to find ways to make it look like we were working. Eventually, our skills and talents were recognized when we both were hired by the bank for full time Underwriting Assistant jobs. And after Bruce left (another sad goodbye), Mike and I were the only two dudes in our whole department (and the youngest too). Mike and I always did lunch together…we became well known at various hot spots along Clairemont Mesa Blvd…our favorites include Souplantation, Deli Stop and Sorrentino’s (where everybody knows our name), and Wendy’s, to name a few. We made many a random trip to Target and the newly opened Walmart (a place we cannot seem to leave without buying anything). We made very few breakfast burrito runs whenever we could sneak past the boss (I can always use a good breakfast burrito). All around, he’s been a good guy to work with. I don’t think he knows this, but I’ve appreciated him too…he’s been a good friend and a genuine nice guy. It will be sad to see him go when he heads back home to New York. But it’s been a great two years at the bank working with him.
I can never say enough about the important people in my life, so I will always feel these goodbye “tributes” are inadequate. But like I said, it’s just sad sometimes to see people go. Call it a flaw, if you will, that I don’t deal with change very well. Even though I’m always certain I will keep in touch, it’s never the same as it used to be. That’s why it’s called change. But that’s just the way I’ve always been. I have a tendancy to hold on to things…lots of different things…and I guess if I could teach myself not to hold on so tight, it would be easier for me to let go. Just a few random thoughts before bed.
I’m about 98.4% finished with Sara Weldon’s DVD. I’ve been such a procrastinator with this one…and UBOC hasn’t been much help either! I will start work on Regina’s later this week and then the Madrigal Dinner during my vacation later this week and next. I’m slowly getting things done!
Riveroll out!
Pot Fire House Pix
Alan Riveroll captures pictures of the house in OB where 12 marijuana plants were confiscated.
See: Firefighters Extinguish Fire, Discover Marijuana Plants: Plants Found In Ocean Beach Garage. The story notes “the pot was not burned.” It also no…