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If getting over a drug addiction is this hard, I feel really sorry for all those people in drug rehab.

Oh well... at least I still have a chance to call her every month or so... although she usually can't talk for long. We used to just sit around and chat for hours on end...

I just felt I had to mark the fact that it's been over a year since I've seen her... and even then, we hardly had any time to talk. It was a lovely play though. I still have the tickets, the program, even the bottle from the Dr. Pepper I drank on the way there. I also remember a few things said to me afterwards, but one above the rest, talking to one of her friends:
"You're a very lucky man."
"You are correct."

Bad luck, good luck, dumb luck, ******** LUCK.

Luck is when someone throws a 20-dollar bill in your hat when you're performing on the street.

Luck is when you win the lottery.

The only part of me that's "Lucky" is the fact that I met her at all... I used up every bit of good luck I'll ever get in my life right then and there. If my Grandpa hadn't been a movie producer, if my Grandparents hadn't turned the TV on to OPB at the exact time, if I had arrived at one minute later, if my grandma hadn't decided it necessary to start chatting with the people in front of us in line. If I hadn't been in the room right next to Kyle, if we had decided to actually practice our music that day, instead of checking our email, if he hadn't met some girl at a completely different camp that seemed like me in a lot of ways, if I hadn't been introduced to her with the knowledge that she was exactly my type, if I my sister hadn't made me an email address, if I hadn't decided to check my emails on occasion, if I hadn't found out she was single before anyone else did, if my grandma decided not to read my email that one day while I was going to the bathroom... that was all luck... complete and total luck... it wasn't until later that I found out that she lived in Washington, not Oregon, or that she'd get grounded if she ever had an A- or lower. It wasn't until later that I thought spring sports and afterschool activities might get in the way. It wasn't until I was a four hour drive away until I got a phone call from her asking if I was busy. Yeah... that's bad luck... and, if balance is even in consideration here, I have far more coming, because for some reason, I keep getting good luck where I don't need it. Like the first guy who tried to pick a fight with me being a total wimp, so talk died quickly about how I totally owned him, more by pissing him off and making him hurt himself than hurting him myself.

I'm done ranting, now go back to your games and conversations.

Most of my rants are.

I could also rant about my love life... Or my life in genera, but I don't do it, 'cause it makes people depressed, and I hate depression...

PS: She's been posting that for a long time, Lattu, and you just noticed it now?!