|Hurry up and pee. American Dancing with The X-Factor And Pregnant is on soon!|
Days here have been strange lately. It doesn't feel like the end of the year, like the holidays are nearly here. I go to lunch when it's sunny and clear and 85°. That sort of weather doesn't exactly inspire one to start singing Christmas songs.
|Unless you're Australian. But those people are all weird and upside down.|
A year ago, after having only lived with my family, I moved in with some guy we found on Craigslist and now I marvel at how this dude has become one of my best friends. On the subject of roommates, I started with two roommates and a dog. Then it was three roommates and a dog. And then, once again, two roommates and a dog. That was followed by two roommates and a cat. And now, it's three roommates, a cat, and a dog.
|And a partridge in a pear tree|
A year ago, I worked a job that was rapidly destroying my will to live. And all the failed interviews for better positions did not give me any confidence in my ability to extricate myself from that position. And then, one day, I found myself in an office, without an uncomfortable polyester uniform.
It seems like far too much to have only taken a year, and still, every time I write the day's date and realize that another 24 hours has passed, I am astounded at how fast this year has gone. Maybe it's because, despite all the days and nights, despite all the changes, despite everything, I still did not accomplish something that means so much to me. In fact, much to my dismay and, at times, disgust, I've only drifted further. But I'm still hopeful. Here I am, on the beach, walking when everyone else has gone home for the night. And here I'll be, every night under the stars, until I can come out in the sun looking like this.
*Editor's note: I apologize to anyone who read the title and expected this to be a blog about Game of Thrones. To make it up to you, here's a picture of attractive people.