Ok it’s really the afternoon by now, but I’m lazy on the weekends.

For many weeks now, Saturday and/or Sunday morning has meant my staying in bed, often writing just like I am now, with the door opening to M. bearing a tray with coffee and a muffin or cookies or whatever we had around or thought to buy the night before. But, M. is gone now. So for me to get coffee or tea and a bite to eat, I have to get the hell up. Might as well take a shower and get dressed in that case.

No breakfast in bed sucks.

On the brighter side, it appears that four days post departure, he still remembers me.

The other bright side of someone leaving right before the holidays, is that there are a ton of distractions and other friends coming home for the holidays. I woke up to a phone call from one of my oldest friends who moved to California a long, long time ago, who’s at his mom’s place right now. The fact that he lives in the Bay Area is one reason that visiting M. and thinking about possibly moving (was that vague and non-commital or what “thinking about possibly”) doesn’t seem as daunting or impossible.

I guess the bright side is that while M.’s move is disruptive, with his getting settled and catching up with his old buddies and my schedule for the holidays, neither of us has time to obsess too much.

(The other plus side, which is slightly wicked of me, is that Tony V.’s Annual Christmas shows are happening on Sunday atthe Comedy Studio and Monday at the Boston Comedy Connection. These shows are great and fun and almost every comic in town will be hanging out at one or the other. But, they are fun in a very comic kind of way — dark, irreverent, fucked up and soaked in booze. If M. were around there’s a chance he would have patience for one show, but it’s unclear whether he would want to leave right after. I don’t think he would be up for both nights and the ensuing bacchanal. Of course, this year I’m not really up for the bacchanal, especially not to the extent I was last year, but I do like to watch others who are.)