It's been over a week since my last post, surely I've got something worth saying... right?

Well, not really. Things have been moving pretty quickly, however. I have been staying busy, without accomplishing anything worth sharing. So, what does that tell me? Oh well.

Work has been keeping me pretty ridiculously busy, actually. There may be a lot of late hours coming up in the next week trying to meet some of these deadlines. My new policy on these things is to take it all in one day at a time. It's way too overwhelming to look at a mound of work, knowing there are only X number of days to finish it.

Mallory and I finished season three of Lost, and are now without DVDs to watch. The original plan was to wait until December 'til they come out, but I'm currently downloading season four in HD... sooooooo... yeah. Looks like we're gonna work on that sooner than later. Then there really won't be anything I can do to cheat. Season five starts in January (or is it February?) and there's nothing I can do to make that happen faster.

Florisarah is in London. Part of a studying abroad program, so she'll be there until mid December. They haven't yet invented a word to accurately portray just how jealous I am. She keeps trying to talk me into visiting. However, round trip tickets are in the neighborhood of a thousand bucks — not that I've actually looked them up, or anything...

On a whim, I sent a "What the fuck are you doing today?" text message to Tera today. To my surprise, she was in town. We met up for lunch, and later had some frozen yogurt at Berry Swirl. I refuse to call it FroYo, as apparently is the cool thing to do these days.

We talked. A lot. About her and her ex boys. About me and my ex girls. About "the good ol' days" in school, and how depressing it is that five years from now we'll call these days the good ol' days. She mentioned that she's starting to hate LA, and her job. And that she terribly misses SD, and her friends. So, who knows what all of that means just yet. We also talked fairly seriously about getting tattooed for my birthday. I would like that very much.

I went to dinner with Alex. It had been a long while since we sat down and talked. I caught her up on all of my drama, and she caught me up on hers. Chatting with Alex is less a bitching/venting session, and a little more like therapy. We don't talk about the things that happened, but about why they happened, and what it all means. Stuff like that.

I've got another play date set up with Charrmaine in a couple weeks. She invited me up to see Tricky with her. I'm not entirely sure how that show will go, as he's kind of hit or miss with me. He's got a new album out which I need to check out. I'm excited all the same to get out and do something new. Plus, of course, there is the obligatory alcohol that comes with seeing Charrmaine. She tells me she's heard of a place with exceptionally good Long Islands. We'll see about that.

There is a small going away party next week for Joel. He's moving far, far away. One of those red states. Like Iowa... or Missouri, or something. I can never remember. I invited both Charrmaine and Alex to come, but the date of the even keeps changing and they're busy girls, so I'm not too sure they'll make it.

I've also decided that it will be the last time I'll see any of the old Borders crew. I've just had enough of their bullshit and drama, and their constant shit-talking about me behind my back. I've had enough.

I'll miss Sarah... a lot, actually. But she seems to be a packaged deal with the rest of the crowd.

I've seen very little of Mallory in the past week. My schedule was crazy during the week, and she's out of town all weekend. I've got a three day weekend with no Mallory to keep me occupied! So, I'm just a little bored. But, it also gives me some time to get some things done. Be domestic. Plus, I think I'm in the need for a little quiet, down time.

To put everything in its place.

Two years ago today.

Goodnight Moon.
Maybe, someday...