hello again, my loves
So, for those of you who haven't heard:
(and for those of you who have, I'm really not trying to rub it in, I promise.)
My life rocks right now.
I got a job as an administrative assistant at (not through) a temp agency. My boss rocks, the pay rocks and I'm lucky enough to get an hour for lunch, which also rocks.
I got to see Kate and Michelle over the weekend, which most definetly rocked. I miss them so much while they're gone. And Kate, I really hope I'm not just another person things are kinda weird with when you're home. That wouldn't be right.
The boy is, as always, wonderful and (I'm sorry, I have to say it) gorgeous. He amazes me every time I see him with how affectionate and sweet he is. I'd forgotten non-friend guys could be that way. There are all these little ways he shows he cares that just mean so much. Don't get me wrong, I'm not expecting anything, but it's nice to be happy. It rocks.
I've gotten back in touch with friends that I haven't seen or spoken with in forever and intend to do so with one more (SAM!!!!!!!!!! lol). Not to mention countless quality hours spent in the mudflats by BayPath or in the garage with the guys. And now I'm getting to know a friend that was always around, but we never really got close. And she's doing me a huge favor. Which rocks.
Becuase of all this, however, I've been running around like nobody's freaking buisness, which still rocks, but really doesn't anymore what with swollen glands and a slight fever from being overtired. And waking up in the morning freaking out like I did today from being so exhausted sucks (apperently having to deprive myself of a day of sleep was emotionally disturbing lol), but it also means that the requisite freak-out for at least the next several weeks is taken care of which . . . (you guessed it) rocks. Therefore, I am spending the next day or two or maybe more after work just being home except for a few errands (like cashing my rockin' check).
Heather: It's all good. You know I love you and I know you needed it. I've done the same so many times it's not funny; you were overdue your turn. As long as I get to see you over winter break sometime, I'm happy. I miss you like hell.
Be prepared for the "My life sux" entry, probably soon to follow.
(hey, I never said I wasn't moody)
(and for those of you who have, I'm really not trying to rub it in, I promise.)
My life rocks right now.
I got a job as an administrative assistant at (not through) a temp agency. My boss rocks, the pay rocks and I'm lucky enough to get an hour for lunch, which also rocks.
I got to see Kate and Michelle over the weekend, which most definetly rocked. I miss them so much while they're gone. And Kate, I really hope I'm not just another person things are kinda weird with when you're home. That wouldn't be right.
The boy is, as always, wonderful and (I'm sorry, I have to say it) gorgeous. He amazes me every time I see him with how affectionate and sweet he is. I'd forgotten non-friend guys could be that way. There are all these little ways he shows he cares that just mean so much. Don't get me wrong, I'm not expecting anything, but it's nice to be happy. It rocks.
I've gotten back in touch with friends that I haven't seen or spoken with in forever and intend to do so with one more (SAM!!!!!!!!!! lol). Not to mention countless quality hours spent in the mudflats by BayPath or in the garage with the guys. And now I'm getting to know a friend that was always around, but we never really got close. And she's doing me a huge favor. Which rocks.
Becuase of all this, however, I've been running around like nobody's freaking buisness, which still rocks, but really doesn't anymore what with swollen glands and a slight fever from being overtired. And waking up in the morning freaking out like I did today from being so exhausted sucks (apperently having to deprive myself of a day of sleep was emotionally disturbing lol), but it also means that the requisite freak-out for at least the next several weeks is taken care of which . . . (you guessed it) rocks. Therefore, I am spending the next day or two or maybe more after work just being home except for a few errands (like cashing my rockin' check).
Heather: It's all good. You know I love you and I know you needed it. I've done the same so many times it's not funny; you were overdue your turn. As long as I get to see you over winter break sometime, I'm happy. I miss you like hell.
Be prepared for the "My life sux" entry, probably soon to follow.
(hey, I never said I wasn't moody)