"Love is 2% sex and 98% deciding where to have dinner." Kyle Smith, author of Love Monkey
hi. i've been neglectful, haven't i? well, stuff has been going down. not downhill, down. going down. not in a sexual way. just... happening.
i'll make a list.
1. darling roommate has now become simply a dear friend. yes, i've moved. out. but before you go crazy, no, i haven't finally bought a house, and no, i am not finally living on my own. i just have a different roommate now. he says he isn't a vegetarian but our kitchen is full of meatless products and the kinds of food you buy out of large bins at organic grocers.
2. i have a new job now. no more traveling, no more 80 hour weeks, no more weekends. ok, i might keep working on weekends. sometimes. i have gone back to work as a speech pathologist. and i am working on my own. hating my boss could now have devastating consequences.
3. my new house is not WIRED. darling roommate/dear friend is all lathered up about it, but i don't think anything is going to change. i've become a starbucks-net user. i'm getting used to checking my email a couple of times a week instead of a couple of times per hour (minute?). my new house is over a hundred years old. it doesn't even have phone lines.
4. i have a boyfriend. seriously!
p.s. i never even mentioned the final four. but duke sucks.
Posted by ash at 08:22 PM