This Year's Love

The title of this blog is a song title (my wanting to be Chrissy being pushed right on out there into cyberspace). Anyway, I hae had a lot to think about lately and my brain is starting to seem kind of full, but that is okay since I don't want to pay any attention to my brain anyway.

I go to Washington in a week and a half. It should be fun with a big family wedding thrown in for good measure. The bad news is that I don't get a whole day with Patrick for maybe three weeks or more, and that sucks. It sucks when I don't get to see him for a day at all. I like being with him even when we are just sitting on the couch watching silly TV (like Extreme Makeover Home Edition). He called his couch our couch the other day. It made me smile.

My sister is giving up teaching and going back to school for interior design. Weird.

Best Weekend Ever

Ummm, so that is what I had. I went to his house Friday night and was basically there until today when he left for work (except I went to work on Sunday). We hung out and last night after work he made me dinner, and I wathed him do schoolwork, and it was great. We are great. Said the big scary b and g words (because who are we kidding, we are boyfriend and girlfriend now--or as he says it the symbolic varsity jacket has been passed). He's amazing, and I am so amazed and lucky to have him!

I bought new clothes

Yesteday after work I stopped in at a little boutique on my way to the train and bought a really sassy blue-green top that can go off the shoulder and that wraps around all pretty. It looks good, and I also bought a pair of expensive designer jeans for $50. Probably going to wear them both out to the movies tonight with my boy.

My roomate approves of him, and says I am a more fun person since then. I guess that is true. Seeing someone who makes you happy does bring you out of a major funk.

Weekend with the boy

We both have the day off on Saturday, so the weekend should be good. We are going to go to the Chinese New Year parade and who knows what else and tomorrow night we are going to see Glory Road (he even likes cheesy movies). Where did he come from? How has no one else snapped him up before me? What was wrong with the girl he moved to Chicago for? Seriously? Seriously!

Anyway, walked a bunch of merchandise around to the front of the store from the back alley today. That was our excitement. Oh yeah!

Most fun ever and eulogy for a TV show

Maybe not ever--ever, but really fun. Last night I went out for $ beers with the girls from work, and it was great. We each bought a round and sat and gossiped and talked and of course I got way more drunk because I am a light weight.

It was especially funny because for the first hour or so we were like the only women in the bar on punk night. Yeah, that's right. I kept wanting to take my shoe and sock off and stick my foot up in the air so everyone could see that I too had a tattoo and that it was script and just black no cute multi-colored unicorns or flowers for me, oh no. Good news, I didn't' do that. Although getting really drunk means getting home really drunk on the 'El. That's right I was drunk walking to the train, drunk on the train, and drunk on the walk from the train home. I got a little nauseous on the train, but I held in their like a champ and didn't vomit. Four beers should not equal vomiting no matter what a wussy you are. Then I came home and slept and slept and slept! It was great.

Today I plan to spend the whole day watching movies from netflix (I am way behind), TV shows I have taped (Sunday's West Wing and Grey's Anatomy), and sitting in my jammies--until the boy comes over after work. Speaking of West Wing, they canceled it, finally! It deserved to die a nice peaceful death and they stretched it out way too long, making it about the drama of the world instead of the drama of the people who are behind the scenes in making the world run. West Wing, I love you , but I won't miss you the way I would've if they had kicked you off in your prime--your Sorkin prime.

I am happy.

I am probably the kind of happy that makes the people around me want to throw up in their own mouths a little. It's nice. It's nice having someone around who thinks you are wonderful, and it is even better when they are wonderful too. Although Emily is just way beyond too pleased with herself for this one.

I don't really have anything to add to that. I'm just happy.

Dinner Party ruled, boy rules, life rules

I got to work today and one of my bosses asked me, "So, do you have a boyfriend now?" and I had to answer, "Yeah, I think I do." This is a little insane to me. It is especially insane that it only feels a little weird to like him so much as a boyfriend already (we realized tonight--he came over--that we have only known eachother a week and that we have only met four times, that makes my brain almost splinter apart). He is fantastic and so funny and great; I actually kind of wonder if I will wake up and this will all be a dream because nothing in life is really this great.

I owe Emily Gann (Korff) so big for this. He is so wonderful I almost wonder if she has known he was perfect for me for a few months now and has slowly been working me up to meeting/going out with him while also not mentioning anything that might make me think him great in order that I would actually fall for him. She is an evil genius you know, lurking behind her shy smiles.

Dinner Party and Waiting

I have been acting like a crazy person all day trying to get ready for a dinner party tonight. I hung new pictures (or rather finally hung old ones up on the wall) and cleaned like crazy and fixed some chicken enchiladas. I need to go put those in the oven, and my people should be arriving at any moment--including Patrick, the man of the flowers.

People at my work think the flowers were great (I went in today to pick up my paycheck and get a few things for dinner), and exactly the right kind of flowers for me. They are right, roses would have just freaked me the fuck out!

Dude, he sent me flowers at work!

That was an exclamation point of astonishment not of excitement (although no lie, it is kind of exciting to get flowers delivered to you). This means that the date went well, I guess. I mean it did. It was a great restaurant, great food (Italian), and he is a fun guy, plus a whole bottle of red wine. Great first real date, and then he came back to my house for some conversation, and we had a nice goodbye, but it wasn't fantastic or incredible or anything--just plain old good.

But flowers? Seriously who does that? No one I know, I swear. Although the good news is they weren't scary flowers. By scary I mean the stalker, way too involved, crazy kind of flowers (an example would be a ridiculous amount of long stem roses for a person you have known less then a week). Instead they were cute, sweet flowers. He sent me maybe three dozen purplish-pink daisies in a vase. Nice, but not creepy. But who gets flowers like that anymore? Doesn't that only happen in movies? This is so far beyond what my brain is used to thinking of as normal that I don't even really know what to do, except smile. I guess I will just smile.

He called me last night.

Which is great, but I was going to call him and be all cool that way, and he beat me to it. However, he is taking me to dinner tonight! I have to go get ready. I feel sort of ridiculously girly about all of this, but he seems great, and I haven't been on a date in ages. Anyway, (barring disaster) there will be a kiss on this date.

P.S. The girls at work are all a twitter about this.

So, I have decided. . .

That I am going to call the new boy (of the aforeposted blind date). I had a good time, and he was way fun, so I am going to call him and tell him I had a nice time. Also, when my phone rang yesterday I was always a little disappointed that it wasn't him, so that's a sign. I am calling him (putting things in writing makes them true).

Silly me

I met a boy last night (thank you Emily Gann--now Korff), and he was pretty cool, so we shall see what happens. I was a little worried about the being fixed up thing, but I now realize (as I should have all along) that Emily is to be trusted and wouldn't do something like this in a stupid way because she does know me very, very well.

I got my digital camera, so hopefully soon I will have photo albums on the web and things like that. I have been a pretty productive person lately, so that is cool. Working on making that a permanent thing.

I don't really have a lot to say today--heard a crazy story about my younger brother and porn, my parents are in Reno and my mom bought a pair of sevens jeans because she is obviously having a midlife crisis and that means she will live past 100, my sister is shockingly insane in what she expects from the opposite sex, and that is really all. But here is my message for my blog friends--how come Jim is the only one who can get his ass together and blog when his computer is in fact in the computer hospital? Margaret gets some what of a pass for being on the bulletin board. That is all.

Tired and bored

Your Japanese Name Is...

Fujita Saionji

What's your Japanese Name?

Your Superhero Profile

Your Superhero Name is The Earth Ranger Your Superpower is Gadgets Your Weakness is Booty Your Weapon is Your Rusty Army Your Mode of Transportation is Capsule

What's your Superhero Name?

Your Porn Star Name Is...

Champagne Waters

What's Your Porn Star Name?

Your Monster Profile

Demon Dictator You Feast On: Pie You Lurk Around In: Shopping Malls You Especially Like to Torment: Priests

What's Your Monster Name?

You Are 50% Weird

Normal enough to know that you're weird... But too damn weird to do anything about it!

How Weird Are You?

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you. You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring. You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it. In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

I particularly enjoy the porn star name and my superhero and evil demon thingy. That is sweet and some of it is eerily true. Eerily is fun to say and fun to spell. I have to admit the last one is way the most true though!

Dude, dude, DUDE!

Seriously crazy thing just happened (beyond the weather here in Chicago today), I was dinking around friendster and I clicked the 'find people like me' button for my hometown. That was when it got crazy! A lifelong friend of my younger brother's (whose parents are my parents' friends) picture/profile showed up listing seeking relationships (men). Friendster outed this kid to me. Admittedly kid is probably the wrong word to use since he is like 23 or something. Not that I remotely care that he is gay, and actually (now that I think of it) it kind of explains a lot of stuff. How really strange. I actually wished I knew this when I was in Idaho because I could've hooked him up with some of my friends.

Really, really weird!

I am watching Beauty and the Geek

Yeah, that's right. My soul is being consumed by the evil tv and the evil kutcher empire, but I like it. It is a fascinating 'social experiment.' I think my favorite nerd right now is the rubik's cube guy. The girls are way annoying, but amusing.

So, Emily has kind of set me up with this guy she works with. I am going with her and her husband to his birthday part on Sunday, and he has my number and may be calling me to go out to dinner sometime soon. I will keep you updated on what is happening.

I was going to post a list of weird things that are true

But that was going to be after I took a nap. Only I never took one, and now I am busy with dinner and clean-up. Plus that would take time away from playing the Sims2.

Woo Hoo!

Even more exciting, I just reformatted my computer so it is back to normal. Last night I only got windows XP to work and nothing else, but now I have everything!!!! All right, that is all.

My computer lives again!!!!!

Oh yeah, it works, and I am on it. It took my friend Donald in KC my downstairs neighbor Tony, and some mojo from a polish version of windows xp home to get it going but it is going now, and I am happy! All that is left is to put the Sims 2 back onto it, and I will really be in heaven!