It's been a while.
Whole lotta excuses.
Not enough writing.
I MISS IT.
It's been so long.
I feel like the door knocker in Labyrinth that has the knocker in his mouth until Sarah takes it out.
As you can see not much has changed.
Still referencing Labyrinth at every turn.
But things HAVE changed.
Make new friends.
Keep the old
One is silver (sing it with me!)
And the other gold.
New flat! I moved out of my old, decrepit Misfit Greyhound Manor and am currently residing in Flat of the Misfit Greys. Riverwest! I can walk to get coffee! A lovely tradition my bf and I have taken to on Sunday mornings
Frankie say Relax. I will get to it in a minute.
IN A MINUTE.
I can walk to bars! Bars I actually go to and want to patron!
A food co-op!
A video co-op!
ALL WITHIN WALKING DISTANCE.
AND! As an added bonus, my great-grandmother used to live on this very street! LIKE TWO BLOCKS AWAY!
If you knew about my family's obsession with former Milwaukee residences, you would understand why that is in all caps.
Like I totally have a bf.
And I actually like him!
He is cute, smart, funny and good at things and makes up songs about everyday objects much like I do.
He likes ska, but not everyone is perfect.
And he seems to dig my friends and I dig his!
Too much cuteness right now.
Let's dial it back a notch, kids.
I interviewed for a new position today! WHAT!?!?
I actually REALLY want the job. I think it would be awesome/exciting/busy and expand my professional base.
Where is the snarky tall girl with total apathy about her job.
You can only write "fun and flirty" "sassy and stylish" "cozy and comfy" so many times before all the Cat Harvest sweatshirts start to look alike.
Well the news can't all be amazing and full of CAPS and #HASHTAGS
School is challenging. Did you know that I had a breakdown in my professor's office? That was awesome. Like a full on, almost sobbing breakdown.
I like to keep it classy.
But. I've learned I"m fairly interested in horror and The Walking Dead is a really good show.
I still love Cheetos, wine, carbs.
New to this list: pad thai and dark and stormys and manhattans. Seriously.
I could eat it almost everyday.
How classy is that list?
It's okay mate, you don't have to say it.
My dogs are still ridiculous.
Topper=lovable grumpy old man (except he's not really old)
Kessie= spry, sassy older woman.
I am contemplating starting a blog about them and their antics.
Mostly the blog would be making up songs about them.
Because that talent needs to be shared.
Be on the lookout of a Topper-fied version of Sympathy for the Devil.
Oh, it's in me.
It's with sadness I announce that I did not do ANYTHING for Hanukkah this year.
Whereas last year Hanukkah (and the Wineauxrah!) were the highlights of my holiday season, this year Christmas/New Years really has to bring it.
New Years will for sure.
FANCY FROCKS AND FABULOUS FIZZY DRINKS!
If I had a functioning laptop/computer, I would link to Emerson, Lake & Palmer's "I Believe In Father Christmas."
Cos it's snowing and I just heard almost all of King Crimson's debut album, and I might just become someone who's really into prog. Just saying. (If you can't make that connection on your own, Greg Lake was one of the founding members of King Crimson, but left to join the eponymous Emerson, Lake, and Palmer--Law firm or rock band?)
Thursday night on WMSE is quite possibly the best radio in all of the land.
So this is a totally selfish ME ME ME blog.
But what blogs aren't?