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ive got to admit, that, scary as it is t realize, i love my life.
things of course aregetting the to point i never could have forseen. not livin paycheck to paycheck is an unbelievable feeling. i get internet access on tuesday, and now have more cable than i will ever know what to do with. my dog is fabulous, my job is fabulous, im pretty damn good, and life out here is far less isolated than it was in the beginning.
it floors me to realize ive been out here for almost 4 months. almost as long as my longest stint at a job. with no end in sight. all of the girls at the office get along great; i adore everyone. the property manager is taking us all out on the 27th to the city for dinner and drinks as well as presents.
i took cat out to lunch on thursday. it was good to see her. we went to elephant bar in sac and enjoyed a huge meal. then went to the rack where i amazingly enough did not buy any shoes. went to crossroads later and got the cutest skirt for work (a la the movie secretary) as well as a few other things. then went to coldstone to flirt with underage kids and get addiction-forming ice cream.
im laying on the floor in tazia's apartment using her laptop; dolce is curled on my back purring away.
despite this happiness and home ive made here, i really do have moments. we all have moments im sure. more and more lately im missing tim and the friendship we used to have. we're so busy with our own lives, and so much shit went down between us that its hard to even wish it could be like it used to (minus the, er, drama so to speak). but i do, more frequently lately for whatever reason. id love to spend some time with him. who knows.
peter and i are friends, though its rare that we speak or have contact of any sort for that matter. i miss dylan more than i should, and am freaking out because i cant find his shirt. i wish he would call me back. i worry about that kid...
i dont really know what to say in here anymore. maybe ive outgrown it? who knows. i miss sue, and ryan, and the whole davis group a lot. i wish they would call me when anything big is going on so that i can visit.
time to hit up the malibu and slurpees at 7-11, then lounge and watch some tv with tazia and shawn.
my number if you all have forgotten is 220.4220
use it!
things of course aregetting the to point i never could have forseen. not livin paycheck to paycheck is an unbelievable feeling. i get internet access on tuesday, and now have more cable than i will ever know what to do with. my dog is fabulous, my job is fabulous, im pretty damn good, and life out here is far less isolated than it was in the beginning.
it floors me to realize ive been out here for almost 4 months. almost as long as my longest stint at a job. with no end in sight. all of the girls at the office get along great; i adore everyone. the property manager is taking us all out on the 27th to the city for dinner and drinks as well as presents.
i took cat out to lunch on thursday. it was good to see her. we went to elephant bar in sac and enjoyed a huge meal. then went to the rack where i amazingly enough did not buy any shoes. went to crossroads later and got the cutest skirt for work (a la the movie secretary) as well as a few other things. then went to coldstone to flirt with underage kids and get addiction-forming ice cream.
im laying on the floor in tazia's apartment using her laptop; dolce is curled on my back purring away.
despite this happiness and home ive made here, i really do have moments. we all have moments im sure. more and more lately im missing tim and the friendship we used to have. we're so busy with our own lives, and so much shit went down between us that its hard to even wish it could be like it used to (minus the, er, drama so to speak). but i do, more frequently lately for whatever reason. id love to spend some time with him. who knows.
peter and i are friends, though its rare that we speak or have contact of any sort for that matter. i miss dylan more than i should, and am freaking out because i cant find his shirt. i wish he would call me back. i worry about that kid...
i dont really know what to say in here anymore. maybe ive outgrown it? who knows. i miss sue, and ryan, and the whole davis group a lot. i wish they would call me when anything big is going on so that i can visit.
time to hit up the malibu and slurpees at 7-11, then lounge and watch some tv with tazia and shawn.
my number if you all have forgotten is 220.4220
use it!