Man, this morning when I was half in and half out of sleep, I had so many things to say. So many thoughts doing the twirly wirly in my head. I hear the train a comin'... it's rolling round the bend and I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when...
This will be extremely random, so bear with me.
I just discovered that since my computer upgrade, I can watch DVDs on my computer. I watched Proof yesterday (pretty darn good. I am starting to get what all the Jake Gyllenhaal fuss is all about. I thought he was pretty hot in City Slickers, though.) Today, I will be watching Prime with Uma Thurman. I went to high school with a girl named Uma. She was Indian. Probably still is. The kids would make fun of her on the bus. They'd say "Uma smells like rotten spaghetti!" But I'd sit by her. I was her friend. I made a bunch of people go to her 9th birthday party. Being vegetarians, her mom ordered meatless pizza. Well the popular girls turned up their noses like that was disgusting. It's called CHEESE PIZZA you stupid bitches!
Ah, the things one remembers.
Wow, having a car is super duper convenient. I loves it. I have used it 4 out of the 4 days I've had it. Last night, I was on my way out to a local eatery when on a lark I checked my voicemail and I had a call from my boss saying the Tribune screwed up one of my ads.
Doo doo doo doo! Prizm Pete to the rescue!
I hopped in my trusty steed and headed downtown. Badda bing, badda boom, the ad was re-sent and all was well. Since we were already downtown, we decided to stay there. We ended up in Greektown. I am a terrible Greek since I hardly ever go there. Out of all the Greek restaurants on Greek row, we chose Pegasus. It was closest to where I parked my car, so there you go. But once I walked in, I had a huge sense of deja vu, which always creeps me out. I know I have eaten there before, I just don't know when. Nonetheless, it was good. And our waiter was hot.
On side note, I have had some pretty big balls lately. Huge round cajones. I usually wait for guys to approach me, but fuck it, I ain't getting any younger.
On the bus on Tuesday, my heart about stopped when I spied my Arizona boyfriend's doppleganger. I could not stop staring at him. What was Corey doing in Chicago? But this was a more filled out, more manly Corey. I practically bored holes in the side of his face, studying his every move. I don't know where this came from, but when he got off the bus, I said "You dropped something" and handed him my card. He didn't look at it until he got off the bus, and then he looked back at me. I did
one of these out the window of the bus. And he smiled. Wide. And I tingled. Everywhere.
So getting back to the hot waiter at Pegasus... whose hair needed a cut (don't dig the blond ponytail) but was so tall and handsome that I overlooked it... He brought my debit card receipt and I wrote on it "I'm Greek. You're Hot." And my cell number. Then I practically sprinted out the door. Right now, I am waiting on my new phone to arrive per my year warranty. Bad timing with the phone number giving, Bethany9!
To add to my giddyness for the night, I gave high school reunion boy H's cell number because he said something about meeting up last night. When we were on our way to Jet Vodka Lounge to see our bartender friend, he called. He wanted me to come over, but since it was laundry day (I can't function without one of my two pairs of fave jeans, which were both in the wash) and I was sporting plaid pants, a white button down and black sweater vest (I looked like a deranged golfer, what was I thinking?) I passed. Plus I had H to think about. I couldn't just ditch her. I have not been giddy about someone in awhile, so this is pretty sweet. We made tentative plans to maybe hang out on Friday.
I was supposed to travel north to visit a friend this weekend, but I decided I am not going out of town when I have no cell phone. So maybe I'll have to go next weekend. Besides, yesterday was my sista's birthday and her and her friends are whooping it up on Saturday. She represented on my birthday, so perhaps I should represent on hers. And Sunday, we have an appointment to look at new apartments. Buh-bye Boystown!
My puppy Charlie is so smart! Yes he is! He knows how to sit and give his paw. H taught him that this week. I was floored by this when we got home last night. So I forgave him for pissing on my suede boots on Tuesday and I gave him lots of kisses and hugs. I'll have to take a video of this feat and upload it to YouTube.
Aaah. I am getting even closer to 4 objectives. I've lost 7 pounds, am about to move, have some promising job prospects and... let's just say I know this summer will be really fun.
I am too hedonistic to stay indoors and watch Sex And The City like I did last summer. I am too hedonistic in general. And never fully satisfied with what I have, ever. I am always second guessing my choices and often feel I have no control over my things in my life. I always want what everybody else has. I am constantly comparing my life to everyone else's around me. And it is tiring as fuck. So I'm done.
I've got a new attitude. Already have plans to go to 2 different lake houses almost every other weekend of the summer and a group of us are camping in Indy in June for the Dave Matthews show. I have a few fun weddings and a Bahamas vacation to plan. The whole love life thing will fall into place. Of that I am sure. It's all about what you project and your level of confidence.
Of course, I really miss Dio. We shared something amazing, a connection I've almost never had with anyone else. I feel empty without him around to share things with. I miss our inside jokes. I miss his handsome face. I even miss his fiery little temper. His passion. I will always love him so much. But he's moved on. And I have to as well. Whatever happens with our relationship, if he is happy, I am happy. I am shaking off the months of winter depression. And that's nice.