The Summer of 2005

This heretoforth shall be recalled wistfully as the summer: 1. My faith upended me (i'm still confused) and I am left without a calling card that dares smack of eternity 2. My ankle was violently punished for testing its virility in an urban biking incident 3. I went out and harmlessly dated no less than four men, yes, four!!! 4. I came to the shocking realization that I prefer little boys over little girls, thus overthrowing a long-held female bias which I think stemmed from my mother's percieved preference for sons. This is almost entirely the doing of a charming little boy named Wyatt. Oh, I could go on and on and on about this kid, but i won't. you would need to hear the love in my voice. I will just hint at the depth by saying that this is one boy whose snot i do not mind on me or my clothes. No kidding. 5. That I did not get in a true, honest to goodness vacation (gasp!)