Jun 21, 2011

P3 Project: Day 92 of 1400 - Dish Best Served Cold

There are some dishes that are better served cold. Gazpacho, a Spanish tomato based soup is one. As is some sushi dishes. However the most famous dish that is best served cold is revenge.

I beg to differ.

I think that the dish best served cold is satisfaction. Satisfaction that you've tried everything that you could to hurt me and now you simply don't matter to me anymore. Because as good as revenge is cold...

... the feeling that you're alone is a far colder feeling.

So, today was Liz's birthday dinner and despite the short time of knowing her, I was happy to be there to celebrate it with her as it also marked a healthier Liz than she had been in a while. After being at the hospital with her while she was in pain and hurt, it has been nice to see her smiling and healthy. However, one thing always has to be taken into consideration:

You can't choose the friends of your friends. You can only choose how you deal with them.

In this case, I was there with Elli, her sister and a random assortment of Liz's friends, most of whom I got along with just fine. There was one person who arrived who as far as I could tell, I was a empty chair and a blank space, almost like being a ghost. No eye contact, no hello or goodbye when he arrived or left. Nothing, just... nothing.

However, I don't even think that I shed a tear, let alone a though about that. Elli all but ignored him with the exception of one moment that I found particularly funny but not really worth mentioning in this blog (oh yeah!)

Anyway, the dinner went great and afterward, we wandered around Cracker Barrel laughing at a couple who was there with us along with their young son who seemed dead set on getting a small, glowing wand as his souvenir to which his father humorously argued, "I'm not getting that for him because you say so! He's not gonna be sitting over you with it at three in the morning, smacking you with it to wake you up."

The kid ended up getting a glowing ball that he promptly began tossing at every possible surface imaginable. You win some, you lose some.

All in all, I was very satisfied with the meal and the feeling that I had after the meal. All in all, a very satisfying day.

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