I kind of want to have a graduation party. I’m driving the small stuff down to CA this weekend, but I have to come back on a weekend in August to move the furniture. Just like I think of my birthday party as a gift back to all the people I care about to enjoy the night, have fun and feel appreciated, I kind of want to get together with the people I’ve met over my year of exile in Seattle and say something nice about each person. It’s the whole, why don’t we say the positive things we think about people? I usually try to say them anyway. But it would be nice to be able to do something fun and show appreciation.
But then sometimes I feel like I have these good intentions, but to actually carry them out seems a little gay. I’ll think about it. I have some time.