Are hickies in style now? Do they replace jewelry as neck decoration? Or are they to be worn proudly, like red badges of wantonness? I’ve seen more hickies on the necks of 20-somethings this week than I have in all of 2005 combined. I guess peeing directly on the person doesn’t have quite the lasting power of broken capillaries.

My goal tonite after returning from jujitsu was to sort out and categorize the bag of paid bills and statements I have sitting by my desk. In completing that task, I pulled out some old thank-you and Christmas cards and started reminiscing (this is why it takes me so long to clean any clutter around my house). I realized I haven’t been keeping up with a lot of my friends very well. There’d be the occasional phone call or email forward and response, but I haven’t called to check up on them cuz I’m always running off to somewhere. I just took for granted that all my friends are self-sufficient and alive and I’ll just pick up with them some other time and meanwhile things will not change. Funny thing is, with IMing and blogging, I haven’t felt the NEED to see what’s up with them.

I suck.

I hope you’re all all right out there! You’d all better be! Don’t make me go down there!