Sometimes I forget...

Oh fuck you Ghosts and Ghouls.  That wasn't even fair.  The zombie spawned right below me.  Oh what?!  You gotta be kidding me; as soon as I jump across the crevasse a ghost spawns, killing me instantly.  I need another beer.

Frogger, I can do this.  Jump, jump, jump, easy peezee lemon squeezy, jump, die.  WTF?!  I made it across safely.  Nothing even hit me.    Maybe that was a glitch, let me try that again.  Nope, the game is just stupid.  I need another beer.

And that's how I lost $15 in quarters, but played a variety of old school arcades from some bicycling newspaper delivery boy game to Rampage (where you're a monster that destroys the city).  The beers were good and it was a fun night.

Even though tonight I was out with a couple of new friends, it's the first night where I felt a little lonely.  I know that the feeling will pass, but I kind of wanted to see some of the new places with old friends.  I get kind of sentimental like that; I like sharing experiences with people and the more they mean to me, the more I want to share the excitement that's going on.  And it's been a long (exciting) week in NYC.

Sometimes I forget how supportive friends and family are.  It's not that I don't appreciate it.  It's that I don't realize the magnitude of the support they've given me over the years.  I guess it's right, you don't realize something until it's gone.

I miss my old roommates Wayne and Martin; I wish we were going to get beers at the bars here.  I miss Adrienne, an ex-girlfriend that later became a great friend and still shows her support through numerous text messages a day.  I miss my friend Sara, whose always up to some outdoor activity and always there with an open ear.  I miss my family, especially my older brother Mike.

Anyways, I know I'll meet new people and create new memories.  I just wanted to say that I do miss everyone.