mooooo

I move in one week.

I have six boxes packed.

I RULE AT LIFE.

realizations

1. I'm pretty sure I don't want kids. This is huge, considering how broody I've been for the past, oh, five years. They are whiny and snotty and full of poo and a pain in the ass. And you know what? I'm too damn selfish to deal with any of it. Oh yeah, and did I mention they're expensive? Birth control is my friend.

Not that I need it. It's been 5 months since anywhere's been near my va-jay-jay. *sob*

I have a kitten. At least I can leave him alone for the day without him, you know, dying or anything.

Slight tangent, there.

2. Boys are teh suck. That could explain why I haven't gotten laid in so long.

hrmph

Clearly, I don't write in this enough.

Everything has changed, and yet nothing has.

help..

I'm in love.

To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me
That I can't explain
So would I be out of line, If I said
I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on, the empty pillow next to mine
You have only been gone ten days, but already I am wasting away
I know I'll see you again
Whether far or soon
But I need you to know, that I care
And I miss you

Incubus - I miss you

about a boy

So, there's this boy.

He is pretty much everything I've ever been looking for in a partner. He is cute, and funny, and well-read, and creative, and he actually seems to genuinely like me. He is so incredibly sweet and kind and romantic. He makes me feel special. He makes me feel beautiful, even when I don't feel it.

Of course, the situation isn't ideal. Is it ever? I mean, this is ME we're talking about. Everyone I ever find that's local turns out to be an idiot. It is just my lot in life. I've come to accept it.

He's not local. He lives in the UK. That's about as non-local as one can get.

This boy though...as far as I can tell, he is worth it. I can't think of a single bad thing about him. Normally I am very quick to point out the negative things about people (something I am working on, believe me), but I literally cannot think of a negative thing about this boy. Apart from the fact that he's far away, but that's not his fault.

Did I mention he has the most amazing scottish accent? Oh my. I get butterflies just thinking about it.

At the risk of sounding like a 14 year old girl, I'm falling for him, and fast. I get warm fuzzies just thinking about him.

I wish he was here now.

life! stuff!

So, since my last post, quite a lot has gone on, actually. I didn't get into grad school (the bastards never even sent a letter telling me yes or no..BASTARDS), so I had started applying for jobs again...and I got the first job I interviewed for! So now I'm a QC Microbiologist (I) at a pharmaceutical company in Cambridge, ON. I had to move cities, and I know almost no-one here, which has made for a rather boring couple of months, to be honest. However, I've gotten used to being on my own, and rather like it now. I like walking around in my underwear. I like having full reign of the remote control...bwahaha. The place still needs some work (like, hanging of pictures which I STILL haven't done), and I could use a kitchen table and chairs, and eventually I want to get a queen size bed. No 28 year old should still be sleeping in a twin :P And some more shelves for movies/dvds/cds. Now I just need to win the lottery...

Oh yeah, my 29th birthday is in less than 2 weeks. I'm going to be OLD.