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Bittersweet Passion

It started out as an uneventful night at Mother Egan's, except the bar was full of women- for a birthday, and a bachelorette party. I sang a couple of my regular choices, with a new one thrown in for good measure. I was thinking about cashing it in when Rusty and the boys showed up, raring to go! Rusty started out with a nice version of Baker Street, but it was Eugene who really took it over the top with a incredible range on "It's a Mistake" by Men at Work. Another great treat was from someone who was obviously "drafted", and had that deer in the headlights look. I was amazed, watching her sing a stirring rendition of "Angel" by Sarah McLachlan.

A bit of a prelude- one obviously drunk and upset young guy got up to sing a song, and dedicated it to a friend who had killed herself the night before. It was sad to watch him struggle with pain as he sang the song, as well as the lovely girlfriend left behind, devastated. Quite an awkward moment, to see all that grief.
I later saw the girlfriend in the bathroom, and heard her ask someone for a hug. When I was leaving, I told her-
There's only one person at fault, and she's not here to explain her actions. You can't blame yourself. For whatever reason she found this was the only answer to her pain, and it's sad that she couldn't ask for help. Now is the time to take care of yourself, and the friends left behind. Life is too precious to be taken for granted, and you can see what pain is left behind when someone chooses to end their life.I lost a friend last month, and it served as a reminder of what happens to the living.

She was relieved to hear what I had to say, and told me that I was the first person to say that- she had been blaming herself.
We hugged before going back out into the bar, and I lost her in the crowd...
and enjoyed the rest of the show. I gave the boys a ride home, and we sang at the top of our lungs to my favorite karaoke songs I had burned on a CD. Rusty made me laugh so much, I almost cried.

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ginger931
Jun. 13th, 2005 02:06 pm (UTC)
God, I Love You.
snaxxx
Jun. 14th, 2005 05:13 am (UTC)
yeah, well....
feel free to add this to your memories as a literary totem, so I don't have to worry so much about you.

I love you, too, especially for your very SPECIAL ability to truly show and remind me of the specialness in so-called mundane moments in life- a cab ride home with a stranger (have you EVER met one?), the words to a beloved movie, the smell of good coffee and a starched linen apron. Your power to make me desire Clark Kent, red Coco Chanel lipstick, and a scooter. Our kindred thoughts on how the Oasis burning was...overdramatized, while the stark reminder of the Black Cat depressing. To sometimes hate Monopolowa for what it does to a broken heart and troubled mind.

And when all is said and done- You are truly my favorite post whore!
ginger931
Jun. 14th, 2005 05:56 am (UTC)
Re: yeah, well....
Thanks to You, and Others like you.......
The broken heart and troubled mind
never gets too far away from life.

Always has bread crumbs to follow back.

Thank-you for everything you said.
I know today was just a day...
and it isn't all over.

But I raised myself up onto my own feet
and took a few steps.

I felt your hand at my elbow.
Thanks D.
tericol
Jun. 13th, 2005 02:07 pm (UTC)
Sorry I missed you
The place was filled with tons of women last night, wasn't it? We commented on that as we were finishing up dinner and heading out. I only lasted until shortly after 10. The day finally caught up with me and I had to finally sleep.
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