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May 22, 2008 23:24

Jury duty wasn't the worst thing in the world (I was only upset at having to find a ride and such - having no job and no wheels pretty much limits my options at everything; fortunately neither will be the case for long). I was never chosen as a juror. Actually I never had to leave the auditorium where we waited to be called, save for lunch and potty breaks. So I read a Janet Evanovich novel and watched romantic comedies for two days, and made $thirty for it. Not too bad.
The diet goes well, the exercise not so much. It's hard to get motivated when I don't have a nature reserve perfect for long walks a block and a half away from me. Luckily my broseph just got Wii fit and wants me to get into it also. Hooray! Tomorrow I get introduced to that game, as well as the newly released Penny Arcade game; and I might show Carlie how to make a cheesecake. I love being home.
I'm not sure if I'll audition for the Greendale show this summer. I'm not really into acting anymore, more into singing. If I could find a revue or something to be a part of that would be perfect, but I've never been that great an actress b/c I didn't really like doing it. SINGING though, I'll sing your ass off. I've got to find an outlet or I'll go batshit loco.
There is a boy on okcupid who looks like Major Lorne from SGA and is all up in my fries. It's not like I'm drawing his username w/ hearts around it, but it has caused me to look at my love life a little more objectively. I always thought I would never let myself meet a dude who lives in the computer b/c I would be too embarrassed to tell people how we'd met. But thinking about it, it seems like just about the most appropriate place for me to meet a man. Not that I'm about to ask for a date w/ every deranged lunatic w/ a (most likely fake) photo and a sentence describing himself, but in light of the past two years of utter alone-itude maybe the internet is an avenue I shouldn't completely cut myself off from.
To summarize: Jury duty is almost fun, being home is awesome, singing is lovely, and internet dating may not be totally horrible.

rainin' men, bibliophilia, diet schmiet

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