Distinction

It feels so good to be on this blog again. I thought I was done on here, but apparently I'm not.


While re-reading some of my old posts, I realized that for some of you, a distinction must be made. In my previous entries, I mentioned the name Sean. There is a separation that I have to make with this name. There is Sean, and there's "Sean".

It is not Sean that I hold in such vehemence. Sean was my brother, as he was once Azriel's as well. "Sean" is the imposter that I loathe and contest. "Sean" is nothing more than a vicious, malevolent imposter. One who distroyed the brother I cared about. (I'm not going to go into details about how the imposter came to be, so don't even ask.)

Deep down, I know that Sean cared about you Kehn, cared about Az and I. Why else would he have pushed so hard to get Az and I together? How do I know? Because Sean's last great gift to his brother was....happiness, knowing that he would be loved and cared about, that he would never have to worry about being alone ever again. "Sean", however, couldn't stand Az being happy and tried to ruin it by splitting us apart via lies.
Kehn, I don't know if I ever told you this, but I felt Sean's presence at Az and I's wedding. It was like it was his last gift to us, his way of saying goodbye. Since then, neither Az nor I have ever felt his essence again.

Sean was good. He just dove too far into very dark stuff and couldn't get back out.

H-o-l-y Crap! It's my long-lost blog!!!!

Kehn, I don't know how you found this, but thank you. I had completely forgot about this blog, even though it has always been my favorite. Geez, I almost feel like a piece of me has been restored, simply for having this blog back.

Let's see. It's been far too long since I last typed. Where do I start?
Well, for starters, congrats on your hard work with Daemon, Kehn. You've done a great job with him.

Next, much to my dismay, a friendship I have is going down the crapper, and there's nothing I can do about it. Try as I may, I've done what I can, only for it to be figuratively thrown back in my face.

After 4 years of being together, Az and I finally tied the knot!! (Go Us!!!!!) Even though both of us had a lot of baggage to muck through, we did it. And the 4 years of patiently waiting paid off. We only had a month to plan and carry out everything for our wedding, and my heartfelt congrats goes out to Rachel. Without you, sis, the wedding wouldnt have been as spectacular. And for all the others that helped out with it as well, I know you may never read this blog entry, but I thank you as well.

Oooohh. I just remembered something to smile about. Joran's now 3 and his absolute favorite superhero's are Iron Man and The Incredible Hulk. He has created several gestures and when he does them, they are so cute. Az and I ask Joran, "What does Iron Man do?" he responds by extending his arm the exact way Iron Man does when doing a repulsor attack and yells "BOOM".
A&I: What does Hulk do?
J: *smashes fists down like the Hulk*
A&I: What does Batman do?
J: *acts likes he's throwing a boomerang*
A&I: What does Superman do?
J: *throws his fists in the air like he's going to fly*
A&I: What does Spiderman do?
J: *does a hand gesture (with web-throwing sound effect) that resembles Spidey slinging webs*
At times he'll do the gesture as a test to us, and we have to respond who it is. I tell you what, that boy is growing cuter every day.
Mandy, you were right, he's going to be a heartbreaker.


Well, for all of you who wondered if I had fallen off the face of the earth, hopefully this proves that I'm still alive.

And, this is the long and short of what's happened to me 'til now. Toodles.