No, I have not been blogging lately. Not because I don’t want to, but because of certain circumstances. Trust me, I don’t like it. But it is what it is and there’s not much I can do about it for now. I’ll get back to it. Hopefully soon.
But, while I’m here, I may as well update.
Sigh. Am I this boring? I can think of nothing worth writing? It’s just been so long that I don’t know where to begin.
Well, I guess one thing is...I LOVE the Laundromat. Really. I love the way it smells. I love the hummm hummm tnkkk tnkkk of the dryers. I love how nothing comes out of the dryers wrinkly. I love that I can get a week worth’s of laundry washed dried and folded in 2 hours. (Yes, we have a washer, but there’s something wrong with the drain thingy ... so I had to go to the mat on Sunday.) There’s a peace in it? At least to me. I’m sure if I didn’t have my own washer and dryer and I had to go to the mat every week I’d probably loathe it.
Class starts in three weeks. I can’t wait. I am actually gonna do it this time. And, I’ve already studied every chapter in the book. Really. I did vocabulary, just like in junior high. But I know stuff now, that I would have been confused about when I got to class. So it’s all good.
Mist and I are on friendly terms again. Not buddy buddy, but at least an occasional email or text. Pawn and I however, are not. I mean, she tries to be all friendly, but I’m just not that into it. She came to get her stuff from the house last week, and it was eh. I was cordial. She was talking her head off as usual. She’s going back to school, which is one thing she’s done that’s smart.
Oh, here’s NEWS. Wait. Have I ever given her a name? Probably not, since I never planned to write about her. Hmmm, now I have to think. Anyway (fillinnamehere) texted me a few weeks ago and said she missed me. Out of no where. And, I wouldn’t have thought much about it, except I had been dreaming about her for a few nights prior. We’ve texted back and forth a time or two, but I know being friends with her always ends badly. I told her that being her friend was dangerous because I always end up hurt. I’m definitely pacing myself. She’s just one of those things. I’ve used this quote to describe a relationship with her: “I love chocolate, but if I keep eating it, one day I’ll regret it.” That’s her. I want to nom nom nom her up, but 2 weeks later I end up wanting to puke on my shoes. The question is, is that chocolate yummy enough to endure the puking later? Probably not. Right?
I haven’t really been into women lately. J No really. I think when my life isn’t as I’d like it to be, I can’t really focus on anything, especially a relationship with another woman. Eeeekkk. They wear me out. Of course, I haven’t exactly found the right woman yet, I guess. Because when I do, it won’t be hard. It won’t be something that stresses. It will be something that is comfortable. And someone who’s employed. J Someone who makes me sigh contently ... like Magnum does.
I’m reading the Twilight Saga again. I’m at the very end of the 4th book. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of reading those. And, the new movie “New Moon” is in theatres on November 20th. I’m even gonna try to go see a midnight showing. Whoot. (And I just read that the next movie will be out in June 2010.)
I’m writing a treatment. Doesn’t that sound fancy? Ha. It’s a concept for a reality show. I read somewhere that I should refer to myself as a writer, if that’s what I want to be. So, “Hi. I’m a writer”. Sounds kinda pompous huh?
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