This past weekend was spent in southern Missouri at the Parcel Hut to celebrate Nicki's 21st birthday. Stu & Jodie, John Koch, Adam & Greg Saplin, and Keith & Nicki were all there camping out for the weekend. I drove a ridicoulous amount of time in order to attend the event which was very enjoyable. If I had to do it again, I would still drive the 1500 miles.
For those of you present this weekend, you probably saw/heard little of me. I have to say that I was distant the whole weekend. I really only chimed in every few minutes, never really made any scenes and didn't say anything tooo bizarre. This could have been interpreted as disappointment or a blessing for those others I was camping with. **Ending sentence with preposition, take that Jodie!
I was very disappointed in the amount of quality time I got to spend though with people. I think Keith was the only one I had an actual conversation with and that was only for 2-3min. I'm not talking about a conversation with BS but a real conversation about important things. I'm not upset about all that but it did leave me not wanting to leave. There's a surprise.
Also, I was amazed at the style of friendship that I have with Nicki. We have been good buds in the last year and talk quite a bit. During the weekend it only made me sad to hear everyone talk about 'the time we did this' or 'the time when we'. I realize that in the grand scheme of things, I don't have a lot of those moments with people like Stu, Keith & Nicki who I consider very close friends. There were, though, times that weekend that I did feel more in the loop. Sitting among people that Nicki has known for years, there were things about her that they didn't know or have any clue about. I'm not the guy who everyone will reminisch about how I got sloshed at a kegger in high school. That's not me. I am the person who knows all the story but isn't involved in a single one of them. Sad and comforting at the same time. :-/
Glad to get to finally meet people like Greg, Adam & Jodie. Don't really know what they think of me though. They didn't get much to work with to know who I am. They probably think I'm off my rocker.
In conclusion, I now know where and what the Parcel Hut is. On that note, I will probably never be back there. I live 750mi away. Realization. -Dave
For those of you present this weekend, you probably saw/heard little of me. I have to say that I was distant the whole weekend. I really only chimed in every few minutes, never really made any scenes and didn't say anything tooo bizarre. This could have been interpreted as disappointment or a blessing for those others I was camping with. **Ending sentence with preposition, take that Jodie!
I was very disappointed in the amount of quality time I got to spend though with people. I think Keith was the only one I had an actual conversation with and that was only for 2-3min. I'm not talking about a conversation with BS but a real conversation about important things. I'm not upset about all that but it did leave me not wanting to leave. There's a surprise.
Also, I was amazed at the style of friendship that I have with Nicki. We have been good buds in the last year and talk quite a bit. During the weekend it only made me sad to hear everyone talk about 'the time we did this' or 'the time when we'. I realize that in the grand scheme of things, I don't have a lot of those moments with people like Stu, Keith & Nicki who I consider very close friends. There were, though, times that weekend that I did feel more in the loop. Sitting among people that Nicki has known for years, there were things about her that they didn't know or have any clue about. I'm not the guy who everyone will reminisch about how I got sloshed at a kegger in high school. That's not me. I am the person who knows all the story but isn't involved in a single one of them. Sad and comforting at the same time. :-/
Glad to get to finally meet people like Greg, Adam & Jodie. Don't really know what they think of me though. They didn't get much to work with to know who I am. They probably think I'm off my rocker.
In conclusion, I now know where and what the Parcel Hut is. On that note, I will probably never be back there. I live 750mi away. Realization. -Dave