There is cupcake batter on my computer screen.
And boy is it delicious. That classic combination of butter and sugar that never fails to please. I'm glad no one is here to see me licking my laptop. Pr0n indeed.
It's been a decent month. Work has picked up, so when I actually have time to read the internet I'm glad that most people are equally busy not updating their blogs: it alleviates the guilt about not keeping up w/ their lives and that of not updating mine. I'm very content right now with Justin, though we have strange disconnects when I'm stressed w/ work and him w/ school - sometimes I look at him and wonder what we really have to talk about. Our relationship is based on having fun together - we're very compatible w/ the way we like to spend our downtime, which I really enjoy. But the harder stuff like stressful life/career questions tend to throw us for a loop, which makes me feel isolated. I think the thing I miss the most about Mike was that he always offered very practical, unemotional analysis of whatever I was stressed about. (The unemotional part came in handy because I rarely actually agreed w/ him until after the fact.) But I guess this is what dating/living is - the constant cataloging and clarification of what you want.
Anyways, now that I know to schedule in some down-time for us, it's been going well. Lately I feel that I don't have much to say in conversations with people - even though I'm running around with all the activities/socializing/work/errands that keep me happy, I never feel like anything notable is actually going on. The down-time helps me remember that I don't always have to have something deep and intelligent to say, and that people are content to just brush up on my life.
Our trip to Boston was fun - we played Settlers of Catan w/ my brother and his wifey, Adam and Natalie, and Victor and Eleanor. This made up for the fact that Natalie and I totally missed each other in SF, due to a not-so-planned-from-the-guest-perspective-wedding and a 5k race in inclement weather that I'd forgotten I'd signed up for until that day, was ill-prepared for, and couldn't find the rest of my team. (SF in the summer is freakin' cold...it's so weird!) I liked Portsmouth (the Dunaway, a restaurant there, was uberuberubergood), and I loved Hanover. And I complained my way up to Franconia Ridge, and hurt for days. (Boy am I out of shape!) But I can't say I'm an East Coast girl - the only reasons I'd move to that coast are Maine, clam chowder, and my brother.
I should pay attention to my meeting. Possibly more later.
*later edit*
And facebook has now sucked out 3 hours of my soul for the dubious reason of "updating photos". I guess since I'm never going to get around to making another website to post my photos on, I might as well use facebook. Thank goodness I have no moral qualms w/ being lazy.
Friday J's parents are in town and taking us to Coco500 YAY! (Ubergood squash-blossom flatbread) I can't wait - I'm a month into my new 250$/week budget, and my tastebuds are starting to get the wandering eye. I love cooking, but my taste far outstrips my cooking ability. Similar to my problem where my spending far outpaces my earning ability. (thus, the budget). Hopefully I can get it under control before the xmas season - Chris and Sue will be in Portland for Christmas this year, and I know I'm going to want to go overboard on gifts.
Anyways, I think I've been pretty good. I go to the library for books, I don't buy new music, and I finally stopped stupidly buying DVDs. So far, now that I'm counting, the majority of my money goes to 1) random material purchases - birthday gifts, sleeping bag liners, clothes, 2)eating out/being social with J and friends, and 3)gas/groceries. So if I can crack this habit of going shopping when I don't need anything (which always ends up w/ me getting something), I think I could get it down a bit more than that. I'm already at the limit of one nice restaurant a week, but I could get rid of the not-so-nice places that I go just to be social...that one is a hard one to force though. Money! I hate having to be so concious of it, but something always ends up warming the plastic right out of my pocket.
Even now, I've got a 20A power supply on my "need" list (for the new computer) Yarrrr I'm a consumer whore!