It's May 30th, Guess what I just did?

Filed my taxes. Yeah. I know. Late.

But HEY! Guess what! I get a refund for the first time in 6 YEARS. From MD and Fed Govt. $1600. Guess what that will buy? Plane Ticket!!!!

Triple E's

My nephew, Edward Norman* was born today at 11:55am. He's 7lbs, 6oz of adorable, from what I saw through the nursery's window**. It scares the crap out of me that my little brother has a baby.

Just waiting for Evan, son of my hs best friend, to make his appearance (she's due today!).

After Emmett, Edward, and Evan: I'm wondering who will be my next E boy?? There's still Earl, Ernest, Edgar, Edmond, Elijah***, Elliott, Enzo, Eric, Elmer.......


*he was in Fight Club... right?? heheheheheheehee
**there is a rant about the hospital, but not now. And spoil little Ed's moment?
***Scratch that, I do have a friend with a son named Elijah

To the other

I love your other. I just realised how much I do tonight after watching them complain about life for a half hour. And then they mentioned that time, a year ago, when they propositioned me with the beginnings of a relationship (sexual/emotional, who knows?). I remember clearly. I spent weeks thinking about it. But not acting on it.

And so I lost the opportunity. And now you have them.

The problem is that you're wonderful. I adore you and I adore how happy you make your other. I'm jealous and content in the friendship we all have. You acknowledge and tolerate my adoration for them.

But I think I would be a better other. I hope you mess up. I hope you break your other's heart. I hope they come back to me, now that I know what I want.

And I hope you and your other grow old together because isn't that the way it's supposed to be? They are completely in love with you and I can only stand by and watch.

Or look the other way.

My Happiest Bunny

After speaking with my happiest bunny, I feel like I am depriving my readership of five from my most exciting purchase in several months (no, not plane tickets. sniff sniff).

This is my current cell phone. I love it. It is my baby. I text like a mad woman and I've saved money by buying it (by cutting down silly cell usage and texting like a mad woman). I love its qwerty-ness and its ability to freely AIM without causing my socks to roll up and down. Oh God, I am becoming my father, I am just realizing with that one sentence.

Speaking of my happiest bunny. I love her and I wish that I still saw her weekly. Sob sob.

Giggles

First. Go check out R. She's a monkey taurus. And really smart and pretty if you know any really smart, pretty boys.

I saw an old friend from high school yesterday. She is VERY pregnant (due next week, like my brother's girlfriend!). It's fun to hang out with her and see the incredible differences in our lives, and still be able to laugh and giggle like 14 year olds again.

I am going on a trip. A vacay! Woooooo! Greece/Italy, Thailand, or Egypt. All will cost me about $1500 (to start). Sigh. But, I'll see my best friend. And I'll be out of Maryland! For two weeks!

Growing up

One of my high school best friends lost her father this past weekend. I lost touch with her several years ago, but have been thinking about her often this past week.* I miss her. And I feel so sad for her.

*I even googled her. She plays kickball. Wee!

How did I miss this???

This was originally posted on The Onion in 2005. This is exactly what I want, no?

Due to the sudden change in my living situation (rent going from $312 to possibly $625 if we can't find anyone ASAP), I've had to re-reevaluate my goals. Again. Heh. Nothing like chaos to tell you where you're going. More on that soon.

For now, I'm just trying to work, play tennis, take up fencing, clean my room, do laundry, take small/ugly clothes/shoes to Goodwill, volunteer at the local nursing home, pay bills on time, watch Vernica Mars, lose winter weight, and finish my reading list. I mean seriously, what else should I be doing right now?

I am 4 days sans red meat. I had been purging on burgers with the arrival of 5Guys by my house. I don't know if I am reverting back to my pesco-pollo vegetarianism ways from high school (long term for I only ate poultry and seafood). I just know that I've been eating a lot of pork and beef lately and I don't feel good about it. My body doesn't feel good and my developing environmental conscience doesn't feel good. More on that later as well.

Oh, and just in case you forgot: I hate dating. Why would someone want to fondle my breast in a public situation when he hasn't had the balls to put his tongue in my mouth? Am I wrong about this? I know I move pretty fast, but this is silly. When will oprah send me my man?

FURIOUS

I am.

My roommate and his girlfriend are getting married in July. Great, huh? They are also moving out at the end of the month. And haven't told me (the keeper of the lease). My other roommate just told me tonight.

I could spit nails.

And then there's the whole I would kind of like to leave the state. And now I can't. Until next April. Hm.

I'm Surrounded!

Everyone in the world is having a little boy: my brother, my friend's daughter, my cousin, my high school best friend.

My lovely boys, they are growing up so fast! Em got his first haircut on Wednesday. I almost cried when I saw him for the first time this morning. He's a big boy now; signing up a storm and starting to say random words (teeeteeeeesssss: kitties). Teddy is starting to sit up on his own. Stop growing! Stop it! Now!

Want to know what the hell I am doing about school? Yeah. Me too. The option of taking nursing classes and settling with an AA degree to become an RN is high on the list now. As much as I want that BSN, I guess I just want to be in the field I know I should be in.

I have to reiterate for the 50,000th time how much I hate dating. I just want to learn to reject. I just can't do it! I don't understand!

In other news, I have a totally inappropriate crush on a married man. Because it's way more fun to flirt with someone unattainable rather than date someone with whom you have no chemistry. I guess that sums it up. I want chemistry. Letters and sodas, too... but mostly chemistry.

I'm reading Cider House Rules. I love it. Can I marry it?