The Fast is over!

Well, America, The Fast is over.  The day was spent coordinating/emceeing an event I put together for work, but that evening I celebrated it by getting together with friends at a local bar (the Ruby Room, one of my favorites!) and being a normal, social human being.  I had such a blast!  It was low-key the way I like it and a good number of the people I know in the East Bay came out to say hi and get a drink.  I spent the next day (Saturday) sleeping and watching TV instead of writing stories and my blog like I should have, but I considered that day my birthday present to myself -- a day off.  I did arrange to see a young man I've mentioned before that evening, but I then got caught on the phone talking to an old friend I haven't seen in years and had to cancel.  I feel pretty bad about that.  I'm one of those people, where once I've made a commitment I always follow through, but this was an extenuating circumstance.  Doesn't stop me from feeling like a jerk, though.

Alright so, to the meat of it all, what happens now?  Now comes an enlightened and hopefully emotionally mature decade: my thirties.  I don't feel like thirty was as pivotal as many people will have you believe.  I think around 27 or so I started to feel more like an adult and really pay attention to my patterns and semi-antisocial behavior, and think about correcting it.  So this year, the "deluge" flipside to my "drought," I will be as social and open to relationships of all types (friendships, romantic relationships, even business relationships) as possible, and see if it makes a positive impact on my life.  I will blog as important or significant things happen to me, as I did with the Fast, and I hope fun things ensue.

Take care America, and thanks so much for sticking with me through this bumpy ride.