On Friday, despite being near the point of exhaustion, I had a great dinner with Riley, Alex, Kamika, and Damon. It was awesome meeting you, Riley -- I echo all the things Alex said, too. And I meant to give you my number when you left so we can hang out again soon! Welcome to the neighborhood.
On Saturday my friends ran out of time and weren't able to help me move with their Uhaul, so I did all the furniture myself. Damn. I moved the full-sized box springs, the 8-foot bookcase, and the futon couch frame (which I had separated into 4 big pieces) all by myself, threw them on top- of the Volvo, tied them down (halfway into the ordeal it started to rain), then drove them to the new apartment, unloaded them all myself. (Hey Ryan -- this is what I was doing when you called -- sorry I missed you this weekend!!) I was fcking exhausted by Saturday at 3 pm. I pretty much laid low the rest of the evening. Made a couple phone calls, watched some guilty pleasure WB shows, then fell asleep before Mad TV had barely begun.
On Sunday, I got up early and talked to Melanie in honor of her birthday (so many Leos in my life, all of the sudden....), then picked up Meg after lunch, who graciously and wonderfully helped move some of the last big stuff from the old place (including the darling hamster who is now back in her original home).
Last night I chilled with Meg and her snazzy gf, Damon, Br__& St___, and the evening included cheesesteaks from Philly's Best and a viewing of old episodes of Sex and the City. yee-haw.
A coupld random items from the weekend: El___ e-mailed me on Friday, then called me last night. I didn't pick up the phone. Also, MelRo's X called last night!! I find it sort of bizarre that when she calls she doesn't leave her name or number. She just sort of says "this message is for melanie..." then keeps going. So anyway, hopefully she won't be too freaked out by her calling. Quite a weekend of ex's. Speaking of, K___ wrote me back this morning, and surprise surprise, she wrote me a freaking normal e-mail with idle chit chat. I'm so fcking impressed. I'm resisting my temptation to write her back this instant, and instead will wait a week or so. Just because I don't want to start up this dynamic of exchanging long e-mails with a short turnover rate. you know what I mean. If I write back right away, she'll feel obligated to right back immediately, until we just run out of things to say and get too annoyed to reply. I've been there before. So I'll just wait a bit. Maybe there's hope for us yet to interact okay. This will probably help my independent processing I've been doing about my own feelings. It's funny how you'll spend on this time deconstructing a relationship and analyzing an ex, but it really has NOTHING to do with them. It's really just about yourself.
I'm also going to see Milton's play tonight. I decided to look a little dressy, even though it's not the Lyric or anything. I look so cute in a sweater vest and tie though, how can I resist an opportunity to dress up?
Alrighty -- I need to construct a pleasant and polite quasi-blowoff e-mail to El___ than get to work.
But in happy news, in approximate 110 hours, MelRo will be home!!!
On Saturday my friends ran out of time and weren't able to help me move with their Uhaul, so I did all the furniture myself. Damn. I moved the full-sized box springs, the 8-foot bookcase, and the futon couch frame (which I had separated into 4 big pieces) all by myself, threw them on top- of the Volvo, tied them down (halfway into the ordeal it started to rain), then drove them to the new apartment, unloaded them all myself. (Hey Ryan -- this is what I was doing when you called -- sorry I missed you this weekend!!) I was fcking exhausted by Saturday at 3 pm. I pretty much laid low the rest of the evening. Made a couple phone calls, watched some guilty pleasure WB shows, then fell asleep before Mad TV had barely begun.
On Sunday, I got up early and talked to Melanie in honor of her birthday (so many Leos in my life, all of the sudden....), then picked up Meg after lunch, who graciously and wonderfully helped move some of the last big stuff from the old place (including the darling hamster who is now back in her original home).
Last night I chilled with Meg and her snazzy gf, Damon, Br__& St___, and the evening included cheesesteaks from Philly's Best and a viewing of old episodes of Sex and the City. yee-haw.
A coupld random items from the weekend: El___ e-mailed me on Friday, then called me last night. I didn't pick up the phone. Also, MelRo's X called last night!! I find it sort of bizarre that when she calls she doesn't leave her name or number. She just sort of says "this message is for melanie..." then keeps going. So anyway, hopefully she won't be too freaked out by her calling. Quite a weekend of ex's. Speaking of, K___ wrote me back this morning, and surprise surprise, she wrote me a freaking normal e-mail with idle chit chat. I'm so fcking impressed. I'm resisting my temptation to write her back this instant, and instead will wait a week or so. Just because I don't want to start up this dynamic of exchanging long e-mails with a short turnover rate. you know what I mean. If I write back right away, she'll feel obligated to right back immediately, until we just run out of things to say and get too annoyed to reply. I've been there before. So I'll just wait a bit. Maybe there's hope for us yet to interact okay. This will probably help my independent processing I've been doing about my own feelings. It's funny how you'll spend on this time deconstructing a relationship and analyzing an ex, but it really has NOTHING to do with them. It's really just about yourself.
I'm also going to see Milton's play tonight. I decided to look a little dressy, even though it's not the Lyric or anything. I look so cute in a sweater vest and tie though, how can I resist an opportunity to dress up?
Alrighty -- I need to construct a pleasant and polite quasi-blowoff e-mail to El___ than get to work.
But in happy news, in approximate 110 hours, MelRo will be home!!!