I guess The Book has become something more abstract for me, not so much a list of things to do, but a gentle reminder to continue to do things that I wouldn't normally consider. (Not to mention The Book had like a lot of things I couldn't complete like try porn star sex positions um not happening sorry.) I started out with The Book as a very different person; someone a lot more cautious of crowds and eager to stay home when mention of a party was made. Now I'm less cautious of crowds and I stick around the food tables at parties. In all seriousness, my life has changed in many ways within the past revolution around the sun, and while I'm still working towards the person I want to be, I'm happy with where my life is right now.A short aside to Mr Hancock, the person that gave me The Book: Thank you. My first summer in New Jersey was a lonely one, and The Book consumed a lot of my boredom during the long stretch before school. Still now, in situations where I'm feeling nervous, I find myself thinking "Ah, what the hell." Also, still haven't met Snooki, but maybe I'll get lucky soon.
You're welcome. During one particularly long cold winter of the soul that lasted like six months (I think I was 23), it really was a great companion. Glad you could get some enjoyment out of it. Also, the food table is where the party happens.
ReplyDeleteAlso, you will only meet Snooki once the Fates agree that your skank-punching skills have reached their apex. Train. Train furiously, and with conviction. Then, and only then, will they deliver her to you.
She'll probably be drunk.
Cheers,
Mr. H