Sorry for the hiatus folks, not being fully settled was messing with my head. Work, drink, sleep was all you guys missed last week. This weekend I had 2 really awesome dates, which is cool, because I don't think I've ever dated before, and in New York, everyone is dating, so I thought, "Why the hell not?". I'm single, 26, and I don't really know anyone, so meeting guys and letting em show you cool shit, not too shabby. Keeping track of all these guys, a little bit shabby. Not getting drunk and talking about one or the other, working on it. Not like any of them think they are the only one, and not like I have anything to hide, I guess I just don't know "The Rules of Dating", but I just keep picking up new ones on the way, and one or the other might get offended, and I like them all. They all couldn't be more different, and have different things to offer or points of view to see. I guess it can't hurt. And if any of you aforementioned "guys" is reading this, well then, I guess it answers some questions, and when I say I'm real, I mean it. So much so that I will publicly say it, and if you don't like it then, well, we should save ourselves some time.
In other news, I FINALLY got a bed yesterday, I spent more money than I care to think about, but now I have a real room. Minus doors. I have a bed, a dresser, mirror, yup, that pretty much constitutes a room for me. Somewhere to watch my Grey's Anatomy marathons, put my shoes and underwear. I don't ask for much. Now that I am more comfortable, I can go back to being productive. There's some big things in the works right now, I don't want to share it just yet because its that big, but if any of you ever worried about my future, you don't have to anymore.
It is so crazy that I have only been here for a little over a month, and I feel like I got off the plane feeling positive and at home. I never had an "adjustment" period, I just did the damn thing. And I still am. I have a job that I love, roommates who make me want to be a better person and who love me even though I'm not. I have this blog that you all have been so supportive of. I don't think I have ever been so happy, so much so, I almost feel guilty about it. I have so many good friends and such a great family, I feel like there is something wrong with me that I had to go so far away to get my head out of my ass. I know I needed it, and I know you all know I needed it, but I just can't help but feel that way. Missing my mom and grandparents makes my stomach hurt sometimes, but I still don't regret it. I guess that's what "growing up" is, which apparently I did accidentally.
It's working out for me, I've found the perfect balance of jackass and responsibility, so I will see how long I can keep it up for, because I am about to be up to the gills in responsibility. I can't wait to let the news out, I guess I am more scared than anything, not that it wont happen, but that it is for sure going to happen, and I just hope I can deal with it. I know I'm cocky, but, man, it is gonna be crazy. Well, I know I should be more consistent with this, and I know I also said I am going to work on writing about others more than myself, but, I've also spent a lot of years not worrying about myself, and this is a good healthy way to do it. Just stick with me, and we will see how this evolves. Plus, I'm broke this week, so I will probably be spending a lot more time at home on my computer...I am going to try and post a bunch of pictures, the new place, the new neighborhood...I think visual stimulation will definitely spice this blog up. It needs it!
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