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So, as promised, here is a continuation on what is new in my life (on a side note, two posts in as many days? How crazy is that?).
So, reading, no WoW, what else... I live with Erin now, which is kind of a trip, in the best possible way. I don't think I would go so far as to say that I had no vision of being at this point in a relationship at this point in my life, but it is still rather startling to think that I am living with a significant other. Domestic life is actually pretty easy. My biggest project right now is cooking more, a task that is sometimes difficult and sometimes easy. Mainly, I'm just concerned about my range of culinary abilities, or my perceived lack thereof, and tend to make the same or similar meals over and over. It's getting better all the time, though, as the man said. I can follow recipes reasonably well, and my instincts are getting better, such that I don't need to endlessly refer to recipes anymore. Cooking is more fun that way, I think. How much butter? As much as I fucking want.
I decided yesterday that I would start spending time actually corresponding with people, that is, responding when people e-mail me or whatnot. It isn't difficult and I would be a shitty friend if I didn't start getting back to a people. Rather, I would continue being a shitty friend. It's strange; as my media blackout really got going, I didn't want to respond to or write to people because I was convinced that they would have cut me out of their lives out of irritation at my not responding to them. The thing that was necessary for me to remember, especially about my oldest friends is that the roots that are the foundation of our friendships were much to deep to be cut off by my extended state of ass-hattery. So, yeah. I'm back.
So, reading, no WoW, what else... I live with Erin now, which is kind of a trip, in the best possible way. I don't think I would go so far as to say that I had no vision of being at this point in a relationship at this point in my life, but it is still rather startling to think that I am living with a significant other. Domestic life is actually pretty easy. My biggest project right now is cooking more, a task that is sometimes difficult and sometimes easy. Mainly, I'm just concerned about my range of culinary abilities, or my perceived lack thereof, and tend to make the same or similar meals over and over. It's getting better all the time, though, as the man said. I can follow recipes reasonably well, and my instincts are getting better, such that I don't need to endlessly refer to recipes anymore. Cooking is more fun that way, I think. How much butter? As much as I fucking want.
I decided yesterday that I would start spending time actually corresponding with people, that is, responding when people e-mail me or whatnot. It isn't difficult and I would be a shitty friend if I didn't start getting back to a people. Rather, I would continue being a shitty friend. It's strange; as my media blackout really got going, I didn't want to respond to or write to people because I was convinced that they would have cut me out of their lives out of irritation at my not responding to them. The thing that was necessary for me to remember, especially about my oldest friends is that the roots that are the foundation of our friendships were much to deep to be cut off by my extended state of ass-hattery. So, yeah. I'm back.