Collision

It's odd when two things from your past happen to collide. When I changed companies, I ended up working for someone who was pretty buddy-buddy with the CFO of my last company. When I moved cities, I ended up dating my old roomate's cousin. When I came to Michigan, I found an old friend I hadn't seen in four years, and he just happened to be living just 20 minutes away from me now. It's even stranger when thing from your not-so-distant past manage to collide. I guess the real question is: "stranger" or "more interesting"?

I haven't been out here in Michigan for that long. I think it has barely been a month. I've still managed to create a little drama and have some adventures, but nothing too crazy... or so I thought.

In spite of a late night on Friday, I managed to get myself up, and head out towards the stadium for the Central Michigan game on Saturday. Thank God I had the sense to wait for halftime, so I didn't have to worry about getting evacuated from the stadium (the first weather delay in the Stadium's history... 79 years!). I went to the tailgate (which was still just OK) which had a few humorful events... my favorite was when Muff was caught sleeping in the grass holding hands with a certain someone. (awww!!! how cute!) Afterwards, I went to the bus and began the usual process of alcohol ingestion... before I knew it, I was buzzed, dancing and screaming along with everyone. And I even got to hang out with a special someone who escorted a couple of us girls to Rick's for post-bus activities. I had a pretty good time, up until past (of about two weeks ago) decides to show up and meet present (as of now). I suppose I'm being vague, but with good reason. Let's just say that the collision was more mental for me than obvious to the colliders... but I hope to avoid those types of things in the future.

That may mean I need to cut down on the drink.... hmmm... maybe collisions aren't so bad after all. What's life without a little drama?