Clearly the time has come To update, that is.
My first order of business is of course Alida, my one devoted livejournal fan (I hope I'm not offending anybody here but I'm taking an educated shot in the dark on that one). She requested an update from me, and though I have barely seen any of her, I did get to meet her boyfriend last night, after hearing about him for three years now, so that was a relief. He gets points for being cool and all that, but mostly I'd like to give him credit for being very clearly a thoroughly devoted boyfriend, and Alida should know that she's lucky, which I'm sure she does.
This weekend I got 46 entire hours off from work (thanks, Burton) in a row, and I spent the entirety of them in Binghamton with Dan and Brad and some of Dan's friends and some of their friends. It felt like I spent the entire weekend either riding around in the back of Brad's truck (which I love) or drinking beer (which I love), so it was good. The house we stayed at was owned in part by Dan's friend Eric, who I officially want to be my boyfriend. No I mean really, I want Eric to be mine. This is from the person who claims to be completely incapable of taking part in a normal relationship. I love Eric. He made us breakfast and dinner on Saturday and was just completely hospitable and in a good mood the entire time. Plus he had the twinge of computer geek that I for some reason find irresistable. Don't ask.
Anyway, the weekend brought an escape from Syracuse and work, lots of beer, lots of friends, some drunken sex, and no adults. Oh, and Dan. I seriously love Dan. Like, I feel like I've finally managed to see him as an older-brother figure. I follow him around like an annoying puppy, respect everything he says, and yet have no desire to sex him. Perfect. Though, after Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and last night's party all with him, I'm pretty sure he never wants to see me again.
So yeah, I got Tuesday (yesterday) off from the JCC (What?! A day that I wasn't scheduled to go to work and also didn't work for someone else?!) and I spent all afternoon walking around campus to the various 4000 libraries that SU has. Seriously, just put all the books in one place. No, really, do it. I should not have to go to two libraries to get books on one subject. Anyway, I did an entire annotated bibliography for my writing class, which means even though I check the site like once a month, I'm still handing in everything on time and am on total track for my paper. I feel righteous, not gonna lie.
Then last night was the lifeguard party at Monica's house. I had such a good time. I took care of Ethan when he got wasted and puked, and I feel like that helped pay Dan back for taking me with him this weekend. I got kinda drunk, but was still functional, and I stopped drinking early when I realized Dan had stopped in hopes of sobering up enough to drive home, which he did, and I was grateful for. I'm so used to getting drunk and then crashing somewhere random, which is usually like, on a couch or small bed with some guy I don't know very well, and that's really just never as comfortable as you'd' think. It was perfect to get moderately tipsy and then fall asleep in my own bed. Dan and I sort of just left everyone there that he had driven to the party, which amused me, but also got us home safely.
Today was fairly average. Long day of work. Work out. Eat dinner. I did get to see Katie though, and since it's been like, a week now, that was exceptionally good. I'm trying to be a better friend, and I'm trying to tell her how I feel about stuff that happens to me, and to call her to hang out, and I think I'm doing a good job. Whew.
Okay. Conclusion. I'm in a good mood. I'm really tired. I've been busy.
This weekend I got 46 entire hours off from work (thanks, Burton) in a row, and I spent the entirety of them in Binghamton with Dan and Brad and some of Dan's friends and some of their friends. It felt like I spent the entire weekend either riding around in the back of Brad's truck (which I love) or drinking beer (which I love), so it was good. The house we stayed at was owned in part by Dan's friend Eric, who I officially want to be my boyfriend. No I mean really, I want Eric to be mine. This is from the person who claims to be completely incapable of taking part in a normal relationship. I love Eric. He made us breakfast and dinner on Saturday and was just completely hospitable and in a good mood the entire time. Plus he had the twinge of computer geek that I for some reason find irresistable. Don't ask.
Anyway, the weekend brought an escape from Syracuse and work, lots of beer, lots of friends, some drunken sex, and no adults. Oh, and Dan. I seriously love Dan. Like, I feel like I've finally managed to see him as an older-brother figure. I follow him around like an annoying puppy, respect everything he says, and yet have no desire to sex him. Perfect. Though, after Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and last night's party all with him, I'm pretty sure he never wants to see me again.
So yeah, I got Tuesday (yesterday) off from the JCC (What?! A day that I wasn't scheduled to go to work and also didn't work for someone else?!) and I spent all afternoon walking around campus to the various 4000 libraries that SU has. Seriously, just put all the books in one place. No, really, do it. I should not have to go to two libraries to get books on one subject. Anyway, I did an entire annotated bibliography for my writing class, which means even though I check the site like once a month, I'm still handing in everything on time and am on total track for my paper. I feel righteous, not gonna lie.
Then last night was the lifeguard party at Monica's house. I had such a good time. I took care of Ethan when he got wasted and puked, and I feel like that helped pay Dan back for taking me with him this weekend. I got kinda drunk, but was still functional, and I stopped drinking early when I realized Dan had stopped in hopes of sobering up enough to drive home, which he did, and I was grateful for. I'm so used to getting drunk and then crashing somewhere random, which is usually like, on a couch or small bed with some guy I don't know very well, and that's really just never as comfortable as you'd' think. It was perfect to get moderately tipsy and then fall asleep in my own bed. Dan and I sort of just left everyone there that he had driven to the party, which amused me, but also got us home safely.
Today was fairly average. Long day of work. Work out. Eat dinner. I did get to see Katie though, and since it's been like, a week now, that was exceptionally good. I'm trying to be a better friend, and I'm trying to tell her how I feel about stuff that happens to me, and to call her to hang out, and I think I'm doing a good job. Whew.
Okay. Conclusion. I'm in a good mood. I'm really tired. I've been busy.