Borrowing this format from Athena.
1. Skipping out of work at 1:30 on Friday. Why? Because I could. I had finished the things that I wanted to accomplish for the day. I could have stayed longer and logged in photos or done other busy work, but I said fuck it and bailed. Felt good. Though I did have a twinge of guilt and called in to see if anyone had called. Nothing important.
2. Napping on the couch after skipping out of work. Pure heaven!
3. Going to the reception at the zoo Friday night. A benefit party. Starting to realize just how small this big town is. Ran into Secret Agent Guy while sitting and talking with two girls. SAG had gone out with all three of us. Neat, huh?
4. Giving my phone number to some tall drink o water. Recently divorced. Two kids. Issues. I could smell the baggage, but it obviously didnt stop me.
5. Driving around yesterday looking at houses. Having an A-ha! moment realizing that I could actually afford to buy a house here. And not just a little box. I drove through a spectacular neighborhood with beautiful old Tudors that have porches and sunrooms and immaculate tree lined streets. I stopped at a stunning little gem with a For Sale sign in front of it and grabbed a brochure. It was a three bedroom, one and ½ bath place on a corner lot. Beautifully manicured yard. The current owner is an architect, and he/she has completely updated everything. Gorgeous. I nearly fell on the ground when I saw the price. Completely within what I would consider my price range (though I havent really put a whole lot of thought into it). I may be looking into this much more seriously in the next several weeks. Not that Im planning on living here forever. But it sure would be nice to be able to be a homeowner!! How adult of me!
6. On the opposite end of the spectrum, making out with a guy in the storage room of a bar last night. Yup. I guess all that adult thinking freaked me out. So I went out with the girls last night and whooped it up. Ended up flirting shamelessly with a young buck named Brandon (I think). Brandon! And he told me that he wanted to kiss me. And I told him no not in front of everyone. So he led me to a table in the back of the joint. But instead of sitting down with him, I spotted a back room. I took his hand and led him to said storage room where we kissed and fumbled and groped for a good ten minutes. At which time, my girlfriends found me to tell me that they were shutting down the place and we needed to go.
7. Finally. A passionate kiss. It might have been sloppy and drunken, but it was definitely passionate.
8. Fun new girlfriends
9. Having a recuperative, lazy Sunday.
10. Losing a pound.
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