random.: October 2005 Archives

This weekend left me exhausted. So exhausted that I shamelessly slept most of the day today. I feel no guilt about it. Everything in moderation ... including moderation ... right?

So what did I do this weekend? It started out innocently enough. The boyfriend and I went out Friday night for dinner at a swanky pizza place. "Swanky PIZZA?" you ask ... to which I answer "oh yes.". It was damn good.

The drama started yesterday when my best friend called informing us that she was pissed off at her boyfriend, considering breaking up with him, blah blah blah. He had been planning on having a Halloween shin dig at his house but it sort of never quite materialized and ended up being 10 people sitting around watching Ghost Busters and drinking. We weren't going to go but she is good at guilt tripping and "I can't go without you ... I'm so pissed at him .. you've gotta keep me from doing something stupid ... it'll just be for a little while..." Right. So I quickly threw together a little schoolgirl get up and the boyfriend, the best friend, another friend, the dog and I headed over to her boyfriend's house.

She ended up getting incredibly drunk, bad-mouthing her boyfriend publicly all night in a way that was pretty uncomfortable for everyone else. He is a very calm, very patient guy and handled it pretty well ... which only upset her more ("WHY doesn't he CARE that I'm mad?"). Her complaints with him are very legit ... but they are the things you work through ... regardless, it wasn't fun. We ended up getting home at 4 a.m. which was ridiculously late considering the fact that we weren't really having any fun at all.

To top it all off, some guy gave my dog beer. Ok, now, I know what you're thinking "You took your dog to a PARTY ... what do you expect?!" ... but ... umm ... this was like 10 people, all in their mid-to-late 20's sitting around watching movies. The guy whose house it was has a five month old puppy that Maddie likes to play with and said it would be fine if we brough her over. All was going well - she was EXTREMELY well-behaved and we didn't regret bringing her for one minute ... until I turned around and saw a guy holding a pint glass out to her while she lapped away at the beer inside. I was furious. I controlled myself pretty well ... but seriously ... he was looking at me and laughing like "hey! isn't this FUNNY!? look how cool! your dog is drinking beer!" I was PISSED. For the love of god HOW OLD ARE WE?!

Anyway ... as I said I slept most of the day away ... and it felt damn good.

And tomorrow the week begins anew.

Happy Halloween everyone.

Well people, the unthinkable has happened - I might actually have an INCOME within the next couple weeks ... and there is a possibility for an even larger income this summer.

I have two job prospects in my future.

The first is for the internship that I really really want. I haven't applied to many legal type jobs for this summer because I don't want to work at a big firm and it seems like that is most of who is interviewing on our campus. I have plenty of other places I plan to apply, but most of those aren't taking resumes yet. So anyway, the place I really want to work this summer was interviewing on campus last week. I had an interview and I think it went pretty damn well. Trying not to get too excited - will know in a couple weeks how it came out.

Then, this afternoon I went into a kick ass gear shop downtown to purchase an early Christmas present (for myself, from my parents). I got a new fleece and the orange Keen clogs that I have wante for oh so long. A friend of mine from when I used to sell outdoorsy type stuff is the manager there now and we were chatting and he said to me "you know we are looking to hire someone part time?". Could start pretty much right away, totally flexible hours, and .... DISCOUNTS and PRO DEALS!!!! Sign me up.

We just got back from seeing North Country. The end was a little too melodramatic but the story itself was amazing. For the entire two hours of the movie I didn't know whether to cry or stand up in the theatre and scream. I completely refrained from doing the latter ... as for the former, I was not so successful.

Downloading the soundtrack right now. Yay Dylan.

A few months ago a friend-turned-love-interest-turned-friend moved across the pond and has since been experiencing life in a whole new world, a long long way from home. He's always been somewhat of an unapologetic loner who seeks companionship only on his terms and tends to burn bridges rather easily.

He recently started a blog chronicling his new life. In his most recent post he talked about sacrifice and what it cost in for him to move to Europe in terms of both severed relationships and general headaches.

He talks about how you only get one chance at this thing called life and how you have to take oppurtunities as they arise, and if they don't come about on their own, you fight for them. I certainly agree with this to a certain extent - but I'm not sure that I would have made the same decision that he did.

Would I, in my mid-20s, move to Europe given the oppurtunity? Would I leave behind friends, a love interest, family, and my way of life to make my way in a new country? As cool and eye-opening as the experience would be, is there a point at which the oppurtunity cost in terms of life stability would become too great?

I feel so stangely ... grown up? domestic? (dull?)... when I think that I'm not in a place now where I would drop everything for some great adventure. Once upon a time I would have done it in a second. I would have had no problem leaving it all behind to go on some globe-trotting voyage of indefinite length. But now it seems rather unappealing ... right now I feel like the way to make the most of my life is to spend time with my friends and my family and my boyfriend and my dog. I spent a long time in my college years not wanting to feel attached to anything, wanting to feel like I could pave my own way. Was I happier then? I don't think so .... I think I was at a place in my life where I needed to feel a little rebellious and free but thats not where I am now. These days I find enormous happiness in the fact that everyone who is really important to me is less than 30 minutes away. And I'm not sure that now, at the riple old age of 26, I feel like I'd be willing to leave that all behind.

As for my friend, I have my own ideas on his motivation to leave, but I sincerely hope he remains happy with his decision, even if its not the one that I would have made at this point in my life.