Thursday, January 3, 2008

Happy New Year!

Oh, and once again, Happy New Year. I was in Slab City, being happy to get out of town again, reminded of the magic of shooting stars and hitchhikers, confused about intense love of the dessert, proud about owning and disassembling my own tent all by myself; as well as: wallowing in bubbling muddy hot springs, marveling at the trash in such desolation, and getting a lot to think about regarding class, lifestyle choices, and the path of my own life.

To paraphrase Sherilyn's New Year's Eve journal (a fiction); the new year seemed to take forever to come. Time moves strangely in the dessert. Thanks to my sister's respect of my birthday, I had a bottle of Navarro Vineyards grape juice with which to celebrate in my own sweet way. I made a few new friends, felt strong about driving most of the way there, and despite a moment or two (like the one as midnight approached when I realized how long it had been since I had someone I was in love with to kiss at the temporally kissable moment), I had a great time.


Jane Doe said...

I was at a party this evening and (after learning I was a marriage-minded lesbian) the hostess urged me to visit your blog. I gather there is only one Sherylin in this town, which puts us at one degree of separation, although I am pretty sure I have never met you.

Anyhow, I thought you would be amused to know that your blog has achieved the level of fame where random straight people urge their lesbian guests to check it out and possibly marry you.

Sadie Lune said...

Amused?! I'm fucking ecstatic!

Thank you straights of America!!!

Y'all'll get me hitched yet!