I've been waiting; I've been waiting for this moment all my life, and it's not quite right.
I really don't have anything major to update, but that hasn't ever stopped me in the past, so I don't see why it should now. Well, I suppose there is one thing I'm not sure all of you know. I've managed to acquire a boy in the last little while. And he's a pretty one. *toot, toot!* Apart from that, school is busying, work is politicking, and theatre is great and frustrating at the same time.
I'm never home anymore, which is nice for me and not so nice for my parents, or so they claim. Last night was the second time this week they have called my cell wondering where I was when I was upstairs in my room. It is simultaneously entertaining and unnerving.
Yesterday, I was really sick. I woke up with a terrible feeling of nauseousness and dizziness. Today, I'm not feeling so hot either, but there are only so many days for which I can justify lazing in bed, which is precisely what I did yesterday. I slept the whole day. I finally only got up at around 8 or 9pm. That's a long time to be asleep. And then I was back in bed by 2am anyway.
Other novelties in my life include my cell phone! I have a pretty Nokia some-numbers-followed-by-a-letter 2 mega-pixel camera phone and lots and lots of minutes. Granted, my phone bill has also doubled and I'm the one paying it now. I opted for voice-mail, but I think that caller ID is a better option- given as how I never check my messages anyway. Or maybe I'll just get both. I'm starting to see why Virgin was so comfortably cheap. I didn't have to pay for voice-mail, caller id, or monthly access fees. Solo Mobile, why are you raping my bank account in the ass? My bill this month is going to be brutal as hell.
Sooooo.... What else can I tell you that you don't already know? I'm quite excited about a certain shindig on November 9th. My boy will be accompanying me. We aren't even technically "in a relationship" just "dating" whatever the fuck that means. But I insist on exclusivity, so someone explain to me what the difference is, apart from the comfort the lack of that status offers to us commitmentaphobes. Anyway, this is a semi-formal thing and I have my dress picked out and everything.
So within the last few weeks, it appears that I have lost about 10 lbs without any explanation. My eating habits have been off a little bit, I'll grant you, but apart from that, not much has changed. On top of which, this drop doesn't seem to be stopping. I used to waver somwhere in the realm of 130 to 135 and now I'm below 125. Wtf? Piers (that's my boy) says whatever I'm doing, I should patent and sell it. That's a thought, but I don't know what I'm doing. Also, I can't help but suspect that it has something to do with what's been bothering me the last day or so.
I feel like I need to get back to the gym. This feeling of lethargy is kind of getting me down.
SO this Thursday, I get to go see an advance screening of August Rush which comes out in theatres Nov 21st. It looks really good, and even if it's not, Johnathon Rhys Meyers is in it and he looks really good, so really, there aren't that many ways I can lose. Also, next Tuesday, I'm going to see a Gershwin concert by the TSO. Hokay, so it's not quite the type of concert most people my age get excited about, but really, find me a single person who has heard Rhapsody in Blue and DOESN'T like it. Takers? ...? Thought not.
Anyway, that's about it.
I'm never home anymore, which is nice for me and not so nice for my parents, or so they claim. Last night was the second time this week they have called my cell wondering where I was when I was upstairs in my room. It is simultaneously entertaining and unnerving.
Yesterday, I was really sick. I woke up with a terrible feeling of nauseousness and dizziness. Today, I'm not feeling so hot either, but there are only so many days for which I can justify lazing in bed, which is precisely what I did yesterday. I slept the whole day. I finally only got up at around 8 or 9pm. That's a long time to be asleep. And then I was back in bed by 2am anyway.
Other novelties in my life include my cell phone! I have a pretty Nokia some-numbers-followed-by-a-letter 2 mega-pixel camera phone and lots and lots of minutes. Granted, my phone bill has also doubled and I'm the one paying it now. I opted for voice-mail, but I think that caller ID is a better option- given as how I never check my messages anyway. Or maybe I'll just get both. I'm starting to see why Virgin was so comfortably cheap. I didn't have to pay for voice-mail, caller id, or monthly access fees. Solo Mobile, why are you raping my bank account in the ass? My bill this month is going to be brutal as hell.
Sooooo.... What else can I tell you that you don't already know? I'm quite excited about a certain shindig on November 9th. My boy will be accompanying me. We aren't even technically "in a relationship" just "dating" whatever the fuck that means. But I insist on exclusivity, so someone explain to me what the difference is, apart from the comfort the lack of that status offers to us commitmentaphobes. Anyway, this is a semi-formal thing and I have my dress picked out and everything.
So within the last few weeks, it appears that I have lost about 10 lbs without any explanation. My eating habits have been off a little bit, I'll grant you, but apart from that, not much has changed. On top of which, this drop doesn't seem to be stopping. I used to waver somwhere in the realm of 130 to 135 and now I'm below 125. Wtf? Piers (that's my boy) says whatever I'm doing, I should patent and sell it. That's a thought, but I don't know what I'm doing. Also, I can't help but suspect that it has something to do with what's been bothering me the last day or so.
I feel like I need to get back to the gym. This feeling of lethargy is kind of getting me down.
SO this Thursday, I get to go see an advance screening of August Rush which comes out in theatres Nov 21st. It looks really good, and even if it's not, Johnathon Rhys Meyers is in it and he looks really good, so really, there aren't that many ways I can lose. Also, next Tuesday, I'm going to see a Gershwin concert by the TSO. Hokay, so it's not quite the type of concert most people my age get excited about, but really, find me a single person who has heard Rhapsody in Blue and DOESN'T like it. Takers? ...? Thought not.
Anyway, that's about it.