All Things Woompty

So good, so good, so good

It seems like I've written one of these entries about a million times already. I've squee'd and linked and gushed about how much I love all these crazy fuckers I first met online, and they've squee'd and linked in return. But I've gotten to this point in my life where the whole Squee 'N Link thing just isn't right.

These people deserve more than that. These people.....

These awesome people who put together three days of fantasticness that takes days to recover from.

These completely debauched people who will grab your ass and admire your boobs and come on to you in front of your spouse and then buy you yet another completely unnecessary and dangerous drink just to be a fucker.

These open, caring people who sit and talk with you for hours about these major things you're planning in your life, and then turn around and not just support you themselves but tell you about all these other people who will support you too.

These completely fucking hilarious people who will not only make you laugh until you think you might pee your pants a little but they will laugh at your jokes until you're afraid they might burst a blood vessel in their eye.

These fabulous people who will make you feel gorgeous and witty and stylish and brave and eventually convince you that it's really okay to play Karaoke Revolution with them because with them, bad is good. In fact, bad is awesome.

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At one point on Friday night, I was standing on the stage next to Mo looking around at everyone. We were making up choreography to "Sweet Caroline", choreography that was being coordinated with Eben way across the room. I was drunk off my ass and later that night I would be violently ill after climbing through a large snowbank, but that particular moment was kind of sheer perfection.

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One of my Secret Powers is my ability to "read" a person; within seconds of meeting someone new, I can tell whether he or she is A) a good person B) whether they are someone I'm going to like instantly or need tow arm up to and C) someone who's going to be around for awhile or someone who's just temporary. I met a lot of new someones this weekend, but here's a couple who stood out.

Bullshit, Jen's boyfriend, didn't even have to say anything for me to know that he's a genuinely good guy. I only saw Jen for a few seconds (literally, poor thing) but I saw Bullshit a few times over the weekend and I have to say....Jen, I'm pretty damn sure that you're done kissing frogs. He's your good guy, and he's not going anywhere.

SusannaDanna came exploding into the room in this whirlwind of friendliness and I was kind of smitten. I told Kevin on our drive back to Milwaukee that if we were living in the same town, she would quickly be one of my closest friends. I hope she doesn't think I'm a stalker for saying that, but it's true.

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It's a good thing my mom raised me to be a huggy person is all I'm saying.

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Kevin and I realized (again) that going to Wisconsin feels like going home. It's not just Weetacon that makes it feel that way for us (although the vast number of awesome people in the area is a plus); something about the wide openess and the wild turkeys and the gigantic sky and the just plain nice people makes it feel like the place we were meant to be.

Yesterday I was bundled up in a down parka, scarf, jeans and boots. Today I'm in a gauzy skirt, short sleeved shirt and the first of my spring sandals. But I'm infinitely grumpier today because I want to be back there, back in the snow.

So we came to a decision this weekend, a Five Year Plan. We're moving to Wisconsin, sometime between now and 2012, the sooner the better.

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One last thing.

Weetabix continues to astound me. She's created one of the most awesome things I've ever done, essentially Snow Camp For Binge Drinkers and Fun Addicts, and she just keeps making it more awesome. On top of that, it doesn't matter how long it's been since I talked to her, every time I do I'm reminded that she is one of the people that I can count amongst my friends rather than my acquaintances. I can say that about most of the people I was with this weekend, and if nothing else, it's shown me that I need to stay in better touch with all of them.

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Good times never seemed so good. Left Siyyyyyde!

Labels: internet friends, Wisconsin

posted by Melinda @ 5:32 PM