Oh lordy. It's been a while, I know. I was distracted and dry, and I needed a break. It happens to the best of us. But after three comments about my silence (it doesn't take much), I felt the pressure to break it. So, some highlights:
- I ate an olive I didn't hate. Of course, it was stuffed with Gorgonzola, so given my love of cheese... it's not a complete win for the olive. I still hate raisins, don't worry.
- I continue to party like a 22-year-old occasionally. Like this Friday, when I stayed up until about 9 am, refusing to pass out until after everyone left. Even after I gave the last-on DJ a thank-you hug goodbye, I still sat around the dining room table for a bit and talked gibberish and eventually got a ridiculous case of the giggles, punctuated by proclamations of, "Holy crap, I'm so goddamn tired...". I'm getting too old for this shit, I think. But it was fun.
- I have a new nickname: Jeeves. I don't know how I feel about this, but I'm fond of the giver, so I'll let it slide.
- Also, according to the same source, I'm like Six Degrees of Separation, because I apparently know a surprising amount of people in this town. Eh, I've just lived here for a long time, and I know a lot of people who know a LOT of people. (I'm also two degrees of Kevin Bacon, but that's another story.)
- I've been seeing the same person since May (a recent dating record for me), who calls me Cupcake. Very possibly the sweetest, most lovable person I've ever met.
- I started running again, more or less, on the treadmill at the gym, about three or four times per week. It hurts my shins, and I really need new shoes. And more sports bras. Gotta protect the bazoongas.
- I'm planning to learn how to knit soon. I'm excited to make a fantastically lumpy scarf, or possibly a mitten with two thumbs.
- I'm also planning to take more pictures soon, thanks to my fancy new digital SLR, once I figure out all the buttons.
- I'll be bringing said camera with me later this week on my trip to North Carolina to visit the Poops and Mr. Poops. They're having a party while I'm there, and I've promised (threatened?) to bring my hotpants for the inevitable Pants-Off Dance-Off.
- I've taken a liking to Malbec. Delicious.
- I'm still freelance editing, and recently edited a book on pressure ulcers. Which apparently you have to check for their "odor." Ew. Now I'm learning a lot about GIF compression. Yeah. It's a living, more or less.
I'm still me, my life is still borderline ridiculous, and I watch too much shitty TV. (Oh Bravo and VH1/MTV, how I love you.)
Gros bise, all y'all. Aaaaaand good night.