The man of the house returns..

Dad got back from up north, I honestly didn't realise how much I appreciated what he does around the house, and made me realise how little I appreciate teena.

The old farts cheerie and buff attitude can bring a smile to my face, what he has in social stupidy he makes funny, and his brilliance with work and life ethics keeps me grounded. All this time.. i've been thinking I lost mums part of me, because I didn't get to know her fully.. Maybe that wasn't what I was missing, maybe it was more of my old mans traits I haven't learnt yet. I lived with my mum until I was closer to 15 than 14. Surely, all the parts of her.. that I thought I missed, are already there, memories locked away. Not to say that I am a fusion of my parents, I am me. But I am apart of them, they created me, and raised me, thus will have similar traits. Also because dad got me some cigs, and how sweet they taste!

I recieved a message from the guy who lets me know about the doofs (can't remember his name.. probably should, hes genuine) asking me to come out tonight, probably to bar open. Last time I went there.. feels like ages ago, I remember Mark, friend from the rise, inviting me out, and telling me to wear my phats, It was a Wednesday, I was with the group, I think meant to be organizing stuff for the down south trip we had planned, when I got the message from him. I was sitting in subway, and was thinking about not-going. Until Tim heard about it, and got revved up to go, Deeana, who was also with us, said she would also come.

So, went home, got dressed and had a few beers, and walked down to the train station, where I re-met with Deeana, and rode the train in to the city, to northbridge. We then had trouble at the exit of the trainstation (silly little D had forgotton her train ticket), but wasn't to worry, her young girly charm got herself out of the mess. So then we continued.
Nothing much interesting happened, except for Hannah (aka shroom) being present, I have spoken about her before on the blog, so not much need to go back to that night. The thing I love about that woman is her smile, and practically everything else about her. Incredibly bright-spirited, and very cute..
Another thing I remember about that night was the massage dude I met at sunrise new years rave, I had met and spoken to him on several occasions, and also had quite good conversations with his mrs (god damn!), he's younger than I am, but this night he was fairly drunk, and noticed his rather aggressive stances towards me, I wasn't completely sure why. After some recent readings, I learnt that other people with meme's (I have had mine for a very long time..) can act aggressively towards others with the same, or different types of meme's. So now I know...

Another was meeting the guy who tells me about doofs, korey, and a big dwarf looking man, who was scottish (or irish). (need to remember his name too, a very hearty man that I respect).

First, about this guy (i'll call him gux, as hes under my phone as "doof gux" mistyped guy..)
I remember seeing gux seated in the small chillout area at the back of the club, having a conversation with tim (who had joined us a little later at night), naturally, I stole the conversation from him, as I was more socially adapt than he was at this stage, and he told me he went to doofs, I had been waiting to go to one of these, but didn't know where they were, so we exchanged numbers and I asked him to let me know when they were on.
I haven't seen him since the first doof I went to, but from what I remember he was a very bright person himself, easy to talk to (as most doof heads are, as long as you know where you're own heads at) and a cheesy smile to go with.

The fact that, someone such as himself, would ask me to come out.. well, it made me feel a lot better. Knowing that someone very rad in my books, still remembers me, and isn't afraid. I owe it to such people. I didn't go out, because of my foot and lack of funds, but I do hope to see him again, when I am well.
I take things like this signs, that i'm back on the right track.
That i'm not alone, and There is Hope.