Recently I’ve realized it’s somewhat strange I have friends. I mean, all I do is make fun of them. How did I become friends with them in the first place? I’m not really sure. On a very base level I think the fact that I am somewhat needy is what led me to my group of friends. I crave attention, I need people around me. So in college I bought Guitar Hero and invited everyone and their mother over to play, with offers of beer to go along with it. Once I trapped people I continued doing nice acts (driving people around, doing beer runs, picking up the tab at bars because it made me happy to see everyone else have fun, etc), and after awhile they ignored the fact that I made fun of them for sucking all the time (you guys do suck) and noticed the fact that as I was saying offensive, obnoxious things I was committing generally nice acts. This is the difference between my hero and me. He’s just a full blown jackass (well I guess he saved Kyle’s life that one time). My sarcastic asshole self stems from the relationship I had with my grandfather – I’m not sure why but we always picked on each other all the time. And since this occurred between the person I’ve loved most in my life and me, obviously I do it with anyone else I take a liking to. On the other hand it seems like a very normal thing to do – initially I wrote “a very guy thing to do” but my female friends do it as well – to pick on each other I mean. I wonder why this is – are we criticizing each other so that flaws we see in our friends are improved? Or do we just like comedy? I wonder what Aristotle and Plato said on this, I wish I knew Phaedrus better, I think I’ll read that again once I finally finish Anna K (this book is taking me forever). However I ended up with the friends I have is ultimately immaterial, and I’m damned glad that I did as I have some amazing friends.
This whole post has started because my friend base is dwindling once again. Clint moved out this morning, and Johnnie will be moving for his internship this summer soon (good thing Rachel Ulrich and I are now best friends and she’s cooler than Johnnie, anyway). And as it dwindles I once again find myself wondering, “How the fuck do you meet people after college?” Nate and I joined an indoor soccer league and I thought I’d meet people (i.e. babes, but the coed was full) there but as it turns out I think we are two of four people who know English on the team. One of the other two is pretty old and the other one seems like a douche (also a problem of mine: until I get drunk with someone I generally dislike them). It doesn’t help that I’m extremely shy. I mean, I guess ultimately it doesn’t matter because I’m moving really fucking far away, but once I get there I need to figure out how to meet people I actually like. Obviously I’m just too virtuous to be surrounded by scoundrels all the time, I learned this from Aristotle. Good thing Jake will be there when I get there (and hopefully Batt Mutler!). Ultimately, I think I’m just kinda bummed the Johnnie household of 09 graduates is no more (Robbo and I are in the minority now!). Oh well.
But! Despite friends moving away, I have been doing some Hella rad stuff in my time outside of work lately. The days of practicing for SC2 glory are gone (Clint is probably to blame for that, he encouraged it the most and as he was leaving that encouragement became less meaningful to me), and I’ve been adventuring out of the house. First off is the indoor league. What a weird game that sport is. It’s fun, I enjoy bouncing the ball off the wall crazily, but it’s also insanely fast. And not fast in the way I excel at (i.e. running fast), but a lot of quick little touches moving the ball around. Patrick convinced me to try to limit myself to two touches (trap, pass) and that has helped a lot. But being that my team doesn’t know each other (and most can’t communicate with each other), there are a lot of people who dribble around way too much. Whatever, it’s fun. Other than that I’ve ended up hiking three times in the past week. This is especially nice as it reminds me of Pennsylvania. And tomorrow I’m going sailing! I can hardly wait.
Yeah so my life is pretty awesome. I’m an alcoholic who has great friends, goes hiking, plays croquet, and goes sailing. All of these are done better while drunk, so clearly I love this. More friends would be nice – good thing Joao is moving into DC soon.
I’m doing a CD exchange plan with friends before I leave for Korea. If you would like a mixed Cd from me, I will make you a mixed CD in exchange. Clint and I swapped last night, his mix is pretty rad. It introduced me to the awesomeness that is Jurassic 5. If you’re interested, let me know.
“No man is a failure who has friends.”
We been friends for a long time, a very close friend of mine