Hi!
Long time no see. Let's wrap up everything that happened since I came one here, shall we? A few jobs and a boyfriend later, I'm in love! He's gorgeous, shall I add, and makes me believe in love again. He also makes me steaks. Can I hear an awwwwwwwww?
It's been a while, I nearly forgot how to do this, but let me try. My cats are fat, but they're happy. Happy fat. I'm also happy fat, and I have a new bikini to prove it. I now own a set of green chinos, talk about character progression, and I eat vegetables, willingly! ikr, crazy!
Life is going okay, albeit rocky and slow. Can't get those two in the same sentence without wondering if it's an editorial mistake, but then again I'm in my (almost) mid thirties and I can tell you that gravity and the laws of physics take a stroll down the park when it comes to making sense on a Wednesday morning. The birds are gone, almost completely, can't tell why really unless I had binoculars and a degree in bird stuffs. The dogs are gone too, hope they're better off a few streets away.
I had a couple of jobs lined up and I promised Odin a blot if I got one of them. I didn't get the one I wanted, so now I want to go on Reddit and ask the pagan community if I'm now a blot too short from entering Valhalla, because I ain't giving him shit if I didn't get the damn job. Seems unspiritual of me, but I'm also a practical woman, so don't blame me for getting down to business when the pantheon won't.
I'm having my fourth drink of the evening. Two beers and two vodkas into Daredevil: Born Again and I can tell you, I'm missing those continuous fighting scenes as Murdoch decides to go on the straight and narrow. Give me those bony knuckles, please and thank you. My hormones demand it!
This is the first time I sit at my desk in a month. My laptop literally wouldn't boot open because it was apparently taking a Sabbatical when I decided to charge my iPad and straighten my back for a change. I have't gamed since I started dating, but I'm sure that's not a coincidence, since so much else has been happening that's been keeping me off the books. I got my eye on a few games that I want to try, but I'm somehow not missing a challenge, as a person who has to deal with them 9-to-5, I'd much rather play Kirby on my emulator, swallowing my enemies and spitting them out on other enemies.
I'm thinking of traveling soon, even taking the summer off, YOLO amirite? Hitting the beach sounds like a great idea right now if the weather wasn't being a dickhead on ice. I don't even know what to wear every other day, I have to put an arm out of the window to make sure I won't freeze/sweat to death in my ootd. I guess we really fucked with mama earth this time, she won't let us off the hook, until it comes a time when she does let us off the hook and we float into outer space on a stray comet rebound.
I can't believe I forgot to mention, but I quit smoking! For the most part, if I'm not drinking that is, but mostly I now do this electronic cigarette thing that tastes and smells like farts galore. I get on ubers sometimes that ask me nicely if I can just smoke a cigarette instead, and I oblige them. But it feels much better to be off the shit. I feel positively more breathe-y. Although, I wouldn't recommend it to the youngsters, it has not been exactly peer-researched and the 10-year research papers are still in the works. It might be frying my lungs, for all I care, at least I'm trying, right?
It feels so good to be writing here, although the last time I remember being a lot more eventful. There hasn't been much change other than a few cellulite wrinkles here and there, but nothing that a coffee mask can't handle. I mean, I still suck at interviews, that's not growing too much is it? I mean, I got to grow out of that at one point. I'll tell you this though, I don't choke anymore, I get BORED. Here's growing for ya.
So let me tell you a little more about that dude in question, shall we?
He's hot. He's short. And he can cook a mean ass steak. He also hates animals, but I'm working on it. I put him through four hours of TikTok every morning, so the Pavlovian plan is underway, and the other day, he actually laughed at a bunch of cats! So it's working.
He's nice. He's smart. And he's a conservative who doesn't mind being with someone on the far left. They're really a dying breed. He hates chocolate, but always tries some of my doubleshot iced shaken white mocha starbucks coffee, and he will have all the hot chocolate I need with me when I need it.
He's not a gamer, but he has a soft spot for RDR so I'll say he's on the fence. I'd have to see him play witcher to call him a closeted gamer, but he did play last of us and thought it was amazing, so I have hope. He also has all the consoles, so I can't complain. More for me!
Have I said enough, internet? Or do you need more blood spilled?
He's awesome, I'm really into him. Hope he sticks around till I'm old and wrinkly. I have so many farts to share with him that I haven't yet.
Reddit has been keeping me sane lately, although I have to say it's been overrun by Gen Z in a way I haven't seen since the 90s, when I was young myself. I thought this platform was reserved for those with a double chin, but I was wrong. I guess it got cooler right around the time flare pants made it back on the scene. I still don't wear them, don't judge me. Speaking of, my 'boyfriend' thinks it's sad that I only wear mom jeans. I shushed the naysayer, and told him that mom jeans are for the best hips and better souls, and he doesn't get it because he's a pencil. I'm working on that too.
I got a job. I lost a job. Long story short, the boss asked me to write 44 scripts in 24 hours, I told him to kiss my ass. I don't think I lost much there. Where I lost, I gained in sanity and sleep. I hope the next one isn't too far off, although I won't complain if it's four months off, because that's the summer and I'll be damned if I don't take it.
Can you believe I'll be 33 next year? I know I can't. Jesus died at 33. I really hope I don't save anyone's eternal soul by then. Everybody hates it when history repeats itself.
I got two triangular Rubik's cubes, one is one tier and the other is two tier. I still haven't figured them out yet, but they have earned a place in my backpack and they go with me everywhere. This is my jam, y'all! My cat just came and sat his ass down on my laptop, can't tell you how happy I was that this thing saved a draft. I know I can't go on a rant twice without a refill, and it's 5 in the morning and all the shops are closed.
I just realized, I didn't write a post when I turned 32. I don't know why that is, but I can tell you now, it was as wonderful as it was passing. I celebrated three times with friends and family, little booking error, and I had SO much cake and ma7shi! I didn't feel much or think much, all I knew was it was another year, and there will be another, and another, and another.
Oh yeah, this happened, FINALLY!
Peace out, C-town. Till next time.