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05.22.08 The Times, They Are a-Changin'

Usually I'm not one to share personal details on my blog. You people don't really know about my siblings, or my job, or how I spend my Friday nights. But lately things have been changing. Lately I've been liking someone, and it's been forcing me to think outside my usual box. See, she and I are a bit different.

"She invited me to this annual event her and her friends do," I tell Byron today over lunch. "They tube down a river and drink beer and...and..."

Byron gives me a confused look. "And you plan on doing this too?" he asks. I shrug. He says, "I mean, you don't really do those things." I nod in agreement. "But what do I do?" I ask. "I'm just worried, like, what if I don't drink beer and she doesn't like me and-" Byron stops me. "If she doesn't like you for not drinking beer then you shouldn't be with her." I roll my eyes. "Well duh. And I know I'm being stupid and she would never do that, but-"

Byron stops me again. "When I was with Dave we used to go camping. Camping. Me. With the outdoors, and the smelly, and the no shower. Me. Byron. Camping." I nod. "And you know why I went?" he asks. I shake my head. "Because he loved it, and he was always happy when we were doing it. And I loved being around him when he was that happy."

He continues: "Michele called me the other night to complain about something Dan was doing, and I told her the same thing. This isn't college, where we can be cavalier with relationships, or where you go on a date with someone and they have a weird laugh or something so you don't go out with them again. This is a woman you really like. And you shouldn't freak out over stupid stuff, or be afraid of trying. If she wants to float down the river, then you float down the river with her. And if you don't want to drink beer, well, bring a huge thermos of gin and tonic. But don't be dumb and not even try."

He pauses. "We're kinda getting to be adults now, Josh. And we can't just freak out and be bratty about things like this. We have to try new things. And if you like someone then you should sacrifice for them."

Byron nods and stares at me for a second and then goes back to the slice of pizza sitting in front of him, and thus endeth the relationship pep talk of '08.

So I guess I'm saying that you may be seeing pictures of me floating down a river. Don't be alarmed. I'm just trying something new.


Comments

+Arjewtino says...

That's a wise friend you have in Byron.

+stine says...

Listen to Byron, Joshua

+Tree says...

Maybe someday she'll dress up in period clothing and do a video with you or something! Who knows where "like" can lead!!

+leah says...

Joshy, floating down a river while drinking beer is AWESOME! You will love it, and probably end up buying your own tube to float around the Chicago river.

+kayte says...

it's about time!

+kate says...

oh my gosh, come to so ill and i will take you floating myself!! josh, you are about to embark on a beloved pasttime of all rednecks (not saying your girl is a redneck, but it's just a common activity among them) we like to call "floating" or a "float trip." i went on my first when i was 11. it is so hilarious to think of you floating and drinking beer and being completely like "wtf" about it. you'll have a great time. if you want to do it up right, suck it up, and get wasted on some beer. maybe drive a car into a lake. definitely rock some Lynrd Skynrd. you'll be just fine.

+jessica says...

what river? i did this at bob's riverside in wisconsin a few times and IT WAS AWESOME. just don't bring your keys out there. it was the laziest, slowest river, then suddenly it picked up and my tube flipped over and my shorts w/ keys in their pockets got taken away by the current. bad news when you have to call your boyfriend's parents and ask them to drive 3 hours to drop off his car keys...

+kate says...

josh, i just read this to my husband. i just really love the idea of you floating. anyway, i should warn you that skip HATES float trips. he's locked his keys in his car and had to drive hours round trip to get a spare, someone stole his favorite shoes ever, and one year he got so sun-burnt he had blisters. so, bring a spare key, lock up your shoes (or ipod or macbook, etc.), and wears tons of sunscreen. i know you two have never met, but take skip's word for it.

oh yeah, and send your friend kate tons of pictures. :)

+Librarian Girl says...

Nordic Boy likes to kayak. And rock climb. And lots of stuff like that. I do not do these things. Ever. We still like each other a hell of a lot and see each other a hell of a lot. So floating down a river is nice if you want to. But it's not, like, required. You know? You don't have to always do the same stuff as your Ladyfriend. I think separate interests is healthy.

I am now exhausted from doling out pedantic relationship statements.




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