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So last night a dear friend of mine that I do not talk to enough gave me a call and we were able to catch up over two hours worth of sleep deprivation. I think that bridges were mentioned...and sandwiches...
anyhoodle
I came to the realization that A) I had not posted in my lj for quite some time, which led me to B) the discovery that I only post when I'm really pissed off or angsty about something, which usually absorbs so much of my life that I start taking it for granted. And that's just sad.
So THEN I realized that the reason I haven't posted anything substantial in quite some time is that I have actually been pretty happy (knock on wood) for the most part (other than my brief foray back into dating which I now view as a groundhog sticking his head above ground, seeing his shadow, and diving back down to safety for the remainder of winter). I guess I should actually be different and post something positive for once.
I love my internship. No, really, I do. I'm not the girl who cried wolf, I swear it. I'm now working in a Manhattan off-Broadway press office and it's awesome. The only thing more awesome would be if I was getting paid (all in good time, I have to remember, all in good time).
I have been having super fun times with my fabulous friends, who never cease to entertain. I have also been having a kick-ass time vegging out with the roommie. I love vegging. Vegetables, however, I do not enjoy.
(GH has been slowly draining me of the will to live via the painful destruction of my favorite couple, but let's not open up THAT wound.)
I've found that I'm much more content with no mans. The lightbulb went on last night during my catch-up convo and I realized the similarties in my approaches to dating and what I want(ed) to do with my life. I'm never so happy as when I am the center of a guy's world and he is doting on me. I'm never so miserable as the other 95% of the time when I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. I'm also never so happy as when I am on stage, front and center, all attention focused on me and I am feeling fabulous. I'm also never so miserable as the other 95% of the time when I'm auditioning and looking for work. Worth the sacrifice in either case? I think NOT.
So yeah, things have been going well with a pretty cool job and freedom from dating stress.
Hmmm...I think that's all for now. But 2008 is supposed to be a good year for the rat. And I'm a rat. Like, a cute one. Duh.
Oh, and I got my stiletto boots fixed and the heavenly choirs of angels rejoiced. Hooray!
(PS, I selected "good" for my mood [which, sadly enough, I had never done before] and a kitty with a halo and angel wings appeared. Not exactly the type of "good" I was going for, but it's really cute, so I'll take it. Besides, it fits in with my above comment and I'm trying to be good. Maybe it will inspire me.)
anyhoodle
I came to the realization that A) I had not posted in my lj for quite some time, which led me to B) the discovery that I only post when I'm really pissed off or angsty about something, which usually absorbs so much of my life that I start taking it for granted. And that's just sad.
So THEN I realized that the reason I haven't posted anything substantial in quite some time is that I have actually been pretty happy (knock on wood) for the most part (other than my brief foray back into dating which I now view as a groundhog sticking his head above ground, seeing his shadow, and diving back down to safety for the remainder of winter). I guess I should actually be different and post something positive for once.
I love my internship. No, really, I do. I'm not the girl who cried wolf, I swear it. I'm now working in a Manhattan off-Broadway press office and it's awesome. The only thing more awesome would be if I was getting paid (all in good time, I have to remember, all in good time).
I have been having super fun times with my fabulous friends, who never cease to entertain. I have also been having a kick-ass time vegging out with the roommie. I love vegging. Vegetables, however, I do not enjoy.
(GH has been slowly draining me of the will to live via the painful destruction of my favorite couple, but let's not open up THAT wound.)
I've found that I'm much more content with no mans. The lightbulb went on last night during my catch-up convo and I realized the similarties in my approaches to dating and what I want(ed) to do with my life. I'm never so happy as when I am the center of a guy's world and he is doting on me. I'm never so miserable as the other 95% of the time when I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. I'm also never so happy as when I am on stage, front and center, all attention focused on me and I am feeling fabulous. I'm also never so miserable as the other 95% of the time when I'm auditioning and looking for work. Worth the sacrifice in either case? I think NOT.
So yeah, things have been going well with a pretty cool job and freedom from dating stress.
Hmmm...I think that's all for now. But 2008 is supposed to be a good year for the rat. And I'm a rat. Like, a cute one. Duh.
Oh, and I got my stiletto boots fixed and the heavenly choirs of angels rejoiced. Hooray!
(PS, I selected "good" for my mood [which, sadly enough, I had never done before] and a kitty with a halo and angel wings appeared. Not exactly the type of "good" I was going for, but it's really cute, so I'll take it. Besides, it fits in with my above comment and I'm trying to be good. Maybe it will inspire me.)