I'm in love

That's all.

fancy is as fancy does

And here I am in all my glory. I've started this post 19 times and yet again do not feel like writing all my innards out. Because they suck. I wait and wait and think when will I change and become motivated to study and not think about random men I just met with beautiful curly hairs and Mercedes Benz's.
I started graduate school last week and had a huge meltdown, going to get back on some anti d's because my thinking is so distorted. My classes seem ok, nothing has really grabbed me as totally interesting yet, but it is applicable to daily life so that is good.
But basically I am the same old me. I haven't started to exercise, eat right, study or blah blah blah. Time will only tell.

It has arrived, year thirty five!

I think I have too much going on right now to have a birthday today. I am throwing a going away/bday party tonight so perhaps afterwards it may seem more real that I am officially closer to forty. But you know me, age I do seek! Can't wait for those scotch's on the porch at age 79.
My life as I know it is about to change. And I am so excited about that. Sorry people if you don't hear from me often, maybe that will bring more phantom readers to my bloggg.

It's 2011. I have a sore throat.

And I did a good deed. After working 11 hours today I wanted to go see Casey, a beloved beloved, at his club to ring in the new year. One scotch and about 15 minutes later, I decide it would be better for my feet to enjoy a bottle of champagne with my depressed friend Megan who is often bedbound. Depression is a weird thing and I think I can speak candidly about it since I have been down that road and this blog can surely attest to that. I even did my stint at a mental hospital. That's right, I wanted to walk in front of a bus at one time. But then I realized that I would miss the sky too much or the smell of a flower. This is not even where I wanted to be going with this post in the first place.
It's NYE aka NYD for christs sake!! This year is sure to bring change. And I sure hope my throat does not bring strep to ring it in! Good night 2010, you didn't turn out to be so bad afterall.