In 48 hours I will be on a flight to Austin, TX. In Austin I will eat the chicken fried steak of the gods, rock out to various and sundry popular music acts, explore Austin, try to buy live armadillos as souvenirs for my friends and family, and hang out with Ethan who I havent seen in over 2 years and I miss terribly.
I have much to do before i leave including house cleaning, shopping, and my personal favorite, ‘fat-pants laundry’. Fat-pants laundry is the laundry you do when you need EVERYTHING clean so you put on those pants that you never wear because they make you look hugely fat and you wash everything else.
Fun.
I’m bringing my laptop and will try to post from Austin if I have time.
In other news…
Got my hair done last night. Owen is such a magician! Slightly silver tinted platinum blond hair with deep purple highlights. Picture later if I can get one that doesn’t make me look…HUGELY FAT!!!
I got invited to a wedding next month. It’s all formal attire. Dang. So, now I need to find a dress that doesn’t make me look like the hindenburg or cthulhu and I need to find a suitable date. The thing about the date is that they need to own a ‘formal attire’ appropriate outfit AND be into the post-wedding makeout session. The post-wedding makeout session is non-negotiable, it must happen. It’s the best part of the wedding. The only bright side to having to buy a dress is that the groom assured me it would be quite alright for me to dye my hair to match my dress. Nice. Envious?
Stay foamy, peeps.
Goodbye Jenni
Today would have been mine and jen’s 11th anniversary. I just sort of realized it as I was getting my shit together for the day. I mean I knew it was, I’d thought about it this week, but it just hit me. It’s a tough day.
It’s hard to realize that you love and care for someone as much as you did 11 years ago, but neither of you would be happy in a relationship together. I’ve known her for 16 years, I’ve watched her transform herself many times over into the person she is today. I’ll miss her truly and terribly when I move, but I think moving away and creating distance is the best way we have to preserve what’s left of our friendship.
For our tenth anniversary she took me to Savannah for the weekend. She booked a hotel on my favorite beach, we ate at my favorite restaurants, it was a beautiful gift. It was a lovely way to wind down a relationship we knew was ending. I’ll always have that as my last anniversary with her and it will always make me happy.
I had a good long cry today, it was a release. Then I headed out a met her at the end of the 3day walk for breast cancer. I was so proud of her, she accomplished something that was so important to her and would help so many people. As I watched her in the final parade I knew in my heart I would always love her, you never lose your first great love. It reaffirmed for me my goal to preserve and keep our friendship because it is something truly special and she is an awesome human being.
Now one of you buy my goddamed house so we can move on with our lives
Blast off
So the ether of pms just suddenly cleared! boom!
I could totally feel it happen. I’m happy.
No…not happy..JOYOUS. We’re returning to our regularly scheduled charm and mirth. I’ve laughed so much today, it’s infectious, it feeds itself. Sure, there’s a little schedenfreude in there, but really, when is my joy cake not frosted with schadenfreude tinted icing??
I’m back on top of my game, people. I’m in my crepe paper covered happy float in the joy parade throwing happy candy at your head. Watch out!!
ps I did NOT get any flowers, sad. I especially did not get any flowers from the specific person who owed me flowers. It’s okay, though, I’ll kill them with kindness.
Grammar
Today I got elevated to the status of ‘verb’. Pretty sweet if you ask me!
Later goals include gerund and dangling participle.
If I do it right, my entire biography can be written like a Smurf script.
It’s like risky business
but without the prostitution, money, parties, train sex, or tighty whiteys. I’m all alone this weekend. Logic would dictate that if your ex is out of the house for the weekend this would open up the doors for all sorts of debauchery and craziness.
Aaaah, age has not been kind to me. This weekend I’ll be cleaning, doing laundry, making bread, going to a geek party and essentially chilling.
Also, I’ll be heading out to the cheering sections to cheer Jen on as she walks 3 days/60 miles for breast cancer research. Send your good mojo to Jen, she’ll need it!!