I've been in my new apartment a little over a week now. I absolutely love it. Boxes all gone, it feels...really nice. Cozy and tidy, modern and cheerful ( Read more... )

... Things with Batman have been pretty decent. I'm starting to actually like him, which is a unique reaction. I look forward to talking to him, find him really friendly and helpful, sexy and funny (which are very mutually inclusive, I think). We're completely different in every way. And that's refreshing. That said, I kind of keep waiting for the ( Read more... )

I bought a condo! With all contracts ratified and financing squared away, I am happy to report that I close on my brand new (to me) home in a mere three weeks ( Read more... )

I'm buying a house. Like, this week. I'm trying to, anyway. And when I say house, let me caveat that with saying that as I live in Washington, DC, when I say house I really mean "large room ( Read more... )

Tonight I treated myself to the most amazing meal I've ever had in my entire life (at Restaurant Michael Mina in San Francisco, for those of you keeping score). And I was the only "table for one" in the entire room. And the couple next to me was celebrating their anniversary and talking about having a baby. And you know what? I totally and ( Read more... )

If I don't go on a vacation immediately I will cease to love my job, my city, or anything related to either. I need to go now.

Seriously.

Now.

Am starting to catch up on editing photos and sticking them online ( Read more... )

I've been sick a bulk of the last week but now that I'm on the mend ( Read more... )

Another thing I've learned about me of late is that I am a person who lives fully in the moment. I'm a deep thinker/analyzer who doesn't think things through fully before acting on instinct. This is evidenced, perhaps, best by the fact that one week I want to move to the Middle East to help in whatever way I can and the next I want to sell all of ( Read more... )

Sign Number One that it's probably not going to work out: He ordered for me in a restaurant.

Sign Number Two that it's probably not going to work out: I let him get away with it.

Sign two trumps sign one.