ACCOZZAGLIA

in my infinite reluctance, i consented to having metasynthie get me something for my birthday. however, it didn’t come without minor protest on my behalf.

actually, she was one of at least two people who got on my case when it rolled through in mid-April, cos i said that i really didn’t want anything. i was in such a bad way that having anything memento-wise being given to me as a token of celebration, friendship or homage or whatever for my thirtieth birthday, while i was crushingly depressed and so on, was too much for my system. just knowing that the people i care about are there is far more important to me. presents be damned (this is where my girlfriend sparkle_vixen and i vastly differ, but whatever).

anyhow, this afternoon, some six weeks ex post facto from that birthday, her gesture arrived in the mail. so, like, all i have to say is awwwwwwwwwwh. i just phoned her while she was at the bar, downing some kind of cocktaily liquid, whilst hanging with her buds. it was that important that my response be merited with a call to her mobile over, say, some skimpy email or IM drop.

so, like, now i can watch Donnie Darko until i turn blue in the face [no reading me the riot act, shimmerydeath. i have a soft spot for this flawed story, sosumi], getting chillbumps galore, crying my head off and never, ever forgetting the vestiges of what it was like for me in autumn 1988 when i was also a sophomore in high skool, listening to the same stuff around me aand dealing with a comparably eerie little suburban enclave in an entirely different part of the country.

thanks, metasynthie. i <3 you. you da best.