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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

That Which Does Not Match The Inflation

Ugh. Finding a new place to live is like window shopping at Couture.

Oooo! I want that!! Yet the price tag is more than you're comfortable paying or could reasonably afford.

Don't get me wrong, I love my apartment. But it's time to live alone again. And while I'd love to be able to afford this place with the ability of driving to work (yes, the commute's that bad...buses can suck it...40 minutes to 2 hour travel times is unacceptable), think it's time for something else. And really, it's time.

Tonight found me in a lovely studio/alcove. It was all said & done until I found out that there was only a shower (no bath) & that I'd have to pay a "realtor's fee" (seriously?) And that commute time would be better than what I'm dealing with right now, however if you miss a train you're behind. And that it's a neighborhood plagued with the undergrads.

Barf.

The agent also pressured me too much for comfort,


The search continues.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Bikinis in Atlanta Here I Come


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! The Pudge is back (a little) since I worked out like 3 times while Doba was here. So to snap back into Bunz of Steel I've scheduled a couple training sessions & rather than tapas & wine with Desi in lieu of Thursday class (god bless random class days off), we're going to Lady Gym & sweating to probably gangsta rap or something (then will probably hit The Sunset for beer & quesadilla but whatever at least we worked out). Back to 5 days/week of exercise.

Rope it in there cowgirl. You're tangenting again.

Oh yeah. So not only because I like to feel better with that little bit of pudge gone but one of my friends has been bugging me to come down & visit Atlanta for like a year now & it's high time.

Fine. I'll sit on your boat, let you make me delicious dinners, & drink martinis. Twist my arm.

And if I'm going to be sitting around in not much clothing all day I need to be SUPERMEGAHOT again. So along with individual sessions, I've agreed to train for a half marathon with my pals Wev & Lino. Remember Wev? The pal who I do yoga in the backyard with? Yeah, now he's getting me back for kicking his ass in yoga by making me run more than I really want to. Oh well. At least my 5k times will be awesome.

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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Ununited

Doba's at the airport. I already miss him. It's going to be a sad walk home tonight.

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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Tan Lines & Tennis Courts


Doba's in town for a couple weeks. Monday Night Supper Club is back up & running. First 5k in two weeks. ANTM on Wednesday nights with Taylor.

Life is back to normal after 6 months of jesus-christ-really?

Finally.

(sigh of relief)

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Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Stories

Hey pals! I wrote another story for the webzine(?) thing that I write for. You can find it here & it is true.

I really hope that if/when I have kids that they're a bit more tame than I was.

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Tuesday, April 06, 2010

Reunited, And It Feels So Good


In 2 days Doba's coming to visit & stay with me for a week & a half. OMG. I'm so excited!!! Taco Bell, tennis & ice cream for everyone!!!!!

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Thursday, April 01, 2010

A Midterm Paper


Not the best, but certainly not the worst writing I've done here. The professor liked it a lot. I got a good grade. Rereading it was definitely a mistake, as I would have changed around a few words. But what the hell, may as well get it out there, right?

Almost midnight. Time for bed.

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