Want

I really want this. The body would be nice too.

I’m still watching LITTOC, and I really think that Javier Bardem looks like Robert Downey, Jr. Weird?

T-minus 2 days

Well, my car is loaded and there’s only a few things to throw in. I sent 4 big boxes today and have one more to send tomorrow. I like packing because everything ends up clean. And organized. I’m not looking forward to unpacking and putting things in their new place though. I’m a compulsive un-packer so I’ll be itching to do that as soon as I arrive in Major City.

I’m starting to get sad. I feel like a bad child for leaving my parents. I know my brother lives here and that helps, but I just feel bad. I know I can’t live at home forever nor do I want to. Its a good thing that I’ll only be a 2 hour flight away I suppose. At least I’m not moving to Australia or even Texas, ya know? But that’s not helping the tightness in my stomach and the sudden urge to cry

And I am still thinking about my friend S. I spoke to my two college friends today who know him and they both said just to let things play out. Which I had planned on doing. We’ll see.

Off to watch “Love in the time of Cholera”

Poor Jason

I am so shocked and mad about the Bachelorette finale. I can’t believe she picked Jesse. Really? He’s only 26 and a pro snowboarder! Over Jason, the hottie with the kid and basically the perfect guy?? Ahhh! I just hope that this works out for her.

I feel like…

…death warmed over.  What an odd expression that is. Anyways, last night was my last night to tear up the town here in Rainy City. A good group of friends made it out and we had some good times. Smoked a few cigs, drank way too much, flirted with people and genuinely had fun. I was sad to say goodbye to everyone though. I guess it helped I was a little intoxicated and tired and had sore feet. Good distractions. I texted Vegas boy early in the night and never heard back. However, this afternoon he called while I was busy and I just texted him to say sorry that I had missed his call. He replied that he was sorry he missed my text and was calling to apologize for doing so. How sweet huh? This kid is too nice! I’m keeping him around for now…

There was a bit of weirdness between my friend S and I last night. S and I have been friends for 9 years and he is the perfect guy on paper. The thing is, I just don’t feel anything for him. Never have. However, last night there was a bit of chemistry/sparks/sexual tension/what-have-you between us. I thought perhaps it was the vodka or emotions making me think that, but my friend B brought it up on the way home before I had chance to. She is pretty brutally honest and would have called me out if she thought I was imagining things, so to have her notice and point it out makes me think that there was something going on. Too bad as I leave in 3 days! He’s a great guy and I’m sure he’ll find a great girl soon, but I just don’t think its me. Still, odd to experience having slight feelings for him.

Today I packed. And I have so much to do still. Moving sucks.

Rant to Law Firm X

So this firm that I worked for about 3 months ago is still checking my blog. Why? There’s nothing on here that concerns the firm and never will be. I made the mistake of checking my blog while working one day and ever since then they’ve been checking it every so often. I wonder what else they are monitoring? Did they get my passwords to email and such? Too bad if they did since I changed them as soon as I stopped working there. If they want to comment on here, do it. Otherwise, stop checking my blog.

Happy Birthday, America

Well, its the day of hot dogs and fireworks here in the good ole US. And of course, its cloudy and overcast here where I live. It’s a well known fact it always rains here. But maybe we’ll be lucky and the sun will peek out later. I’m not doing much. Watching the fireworks the city and news channels put on are cool about one time, but there’s too many people, too many drunks, and too much traffic to deal with to do it every year. I can watch from home and then go to sleep

I had dinner and drinks with my friend J last night for the last time. :(  She’s pretty cool. We took the bar here last year together and she really helped me get through the intense studying. We got a bit buzzed then walked around the mall to work it off.

Off the gym and then I have to start packing!!

It’s good to be 8, but hard to be 28

My nephew is spending the night here for the last time while I’m here. :(  We had a good day though. Went to the bouncy castle place, went shopping for swim trunks, ate McDonalds and he swam in the lake for an hour. And he got to play with our neighbor’s great-grandkids, one of whom is his best friend. It’s good to be 8. Tomorrow we’re having lunch with my mom at her office and then hitting up Costco.

He’s such a good kid. I’m really going to miss him. We talked about me leaving and he’s sad. Says he won’t see me very much. Makes me so sad. I love him so much, but I have to go. I have to focus on my life now but I can’t help but feel guilty. I’m his only aunt and I’m basically helping my parents around the house full-time. I’m going to miss him, my parents and my cat. And throw in a few friends, but that’s about it. I won’t miss the rain, the lack of motivation in this city, or the snobby legal community.

This will always be home but it’s time for me to go make a new home for myself, if that makes sense. I tend to be pessimistic about life changes, and I’m trying really hard not to be. I keep thinking of what I’m leaving behind instead of thinking about what is ahead. And that’s not a good attitude. I know that I’m supposed to leave. I know I’m supposed to be doing this. There is so much potential in MC. New friends, a job (hopefully),  new boys, a new place to live, new experiences, etc, etc. And throw in the beach There’s not much here but the family and a few friends, and resentment at my life not going in the direction I want it to go. And there’s no job here. And there’s a whole world out there that I want to experience. I just don’t want to get to my new apartment and be stuck mentally here. I’ve grown so comfortable here and I’m in a rut. And I know I need to get out, but it also scares me. Argh. I know I’m repeating myself here over and over again.

Off to eat some blue corn tortilla chips and try to think about all the great things in MC.

And did I mention the boy from Vegas has been texting me? In my last text I wrote, “Keep in touch”, and he wrote back, “You know I will ) That’s good right!?

Where’s my coat?

Yesterday it was a hot 87. Today, a cool 60 something. That’s crazy weather for you. So instead of a skirt, tank and flip flops like I wore yesterday, today is jeans and a coat! Thank goodness MC has pretty steady, if not super hot, weather and I can have one set of clothes.

Still kinda freaking out about moving…

Awesome

I finally figured out to work google reader and it is awesome. Instead of going to everyone’s blog one at at time, I just go to google reader. So much easier. I couldn’t figure how to work it for forever, but I finally got it.

Hot hot hot

I am so hot. Its like 90 degrees. And it’s not fun. It’s not dry heat and it’s not humid, but it is still  uncomfortable. I guess I should get used to this as I’m moving to MC. Yep, I found a place! This girl I had been in contact with a few weeks ago re-contacted me this week and we worked out the details. My cousin checked it out and said it looked cool. It’s a good area, has gated parking and a pool. And it’s a small unit and everyone hangs out, so I’m excited for that. Now I just have to get down there. Most likely my brother and I will drive down in a couple weeks. I am nervous and kinda freaked out, but I’ll blog about that later. Too hot right now.

I saw “Definitely, Maybe” last night. It was pretty cute.  Didn’t really make me hate my singleness so that’s good.

Friday night I had some drinks with my friend P. He’s married and totally not my type, but I think I’m his. Sometimes he’s a bit “pervy” and comes across as he’s interested in me, but I just ignore him when he acts like that. He’s told my friend J that if he wasn’t married he’d be all over me.  I try not to hang out with him one on one for that very reason, but Friday it just happened to work out like that. Luckily it went ok and I made sure to talk about the kid from Vegas. Who texted me Friday night and then didn’t write back after I wrote him back. Kids are so fickle!