Jun 08, 2013 09:30
Whoah, I'm 30. Three decades goes by fast, kids. I'm still happy in my job if not entirely thrilled about the idiosyncrasies of working for the government. We're being furloughed one day a week starting in July until the end of September. At least it's during the summer.
I've been seeing an intellectual property attorney for the last three months. I like him. He seems to like me. Nothing solid but we'll see how it goes. Isn't that always what happens? I will note that I posted on Facebook looking for a man who likes to eat good food, drink good drinks, travel and has his poop in a group and so far Scott fits the bill. So, perhaps sending a request into the universe works sometimes? Or the universe just likes to fuck with me.
Scott's going to come with me to my brother's house for birthday dinner tonight. I hope he knows that's, like, a thing. Although he's a boy so no telling.
My brother and his family are moving to Ohio in July. I'm going to miss them a lot.
I'm looking forward to faire this year. I'm taking a bunch of time off in August when Jen's here to frolic.
And that's me at 30. 30. 30. What the fuck?