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Astute people may notice that I haven't blogged much in the last several months. It's only about as obvious as 2000-foot neon sign that says "NO BLOG HERE!"
So this is an update to convey that I'm not dead. Far from it, I've actually been surprisingly social at odd times, but for some reason never wrote about it. So here's an update.
Other than occasional jaunts to the movies with Steve, Rob, and Katie (which sometimes include other people who are awesome company) and work, pretty much nothing whatsoever has happened.
Birthday's coming up, and most like last year I'll probably not want to think about it until the actual day. I'm even likely going to work that day as well, since it's a day to do interviews and I don't wanna make Robert do two weeks in a row. It's only a couple of hours anyhow. I'll live.
I'm actually looking more forward to Rob's birthday than my own. Partially because it seems like it'll be awesome, partially because I don't feel like doing anything for my own and I don't think I'd know what to do if anyone had any sort of plan, and partially because ... it's freaking Rob, nothing else needs to be said, jabroni. Time spent with him and the usual lineup is never bad.
Interestingly enough, I originally only planned to write the first couple of paragraphs, yet here I am still going three paragraphs later. Maybe I should blame Heatherface and Smapsie for this (before anyone asks who Smapsie is, she's a friend, not a blip on the screen of my terminally ill love life, thank you kindly), because ever since Heatherface roped me into her Stickam chats I've actually been using my Twitter more. I can't remember who roped me back into Facebook, so I'm gonna default to Rob and Katie there.
I've even gone back on OkCupid after hearing that Heatherface actually found someone to go out with on there, which is something I'd been putting off because I felt I wasn't ready for any sort of date setting. I'm not optimistic about my chances, though, since while girls get creepy guys I don't get creepy girls. Not that I'd -want- them, but it'd at least make me feel a bit attractive, yanno? The closest thing to getting hit on by an eligible single woman (locally) that I get on any sort of basis is usually from Katie, which ... well, probably says everything there.
Now that the wrong head is rearing itself (the depressive one, you sickos), I think I'm gonna kill this. Maybe something will happen between now and the next five months, other than my birthday and Rob's in any case, and I'll write again. Who knows?
Taking today off from life, though.
So this is an update to convey that I'm not dead. Far from it, I've actually been surprisingly social at odd times, but for some reason never wrote about it. So here's an update.
Other than occasional jaunts to the movies with Steve, Rob, and Katie (which sometimes include other people who are awesome company) and work, pretty much nothing whatsoever has happened.
Birthday's coming up, and most like last year I'll probably not want to think about it until the actual day. I'm even likely going to work that day as well, since it's a day to do interviews and I don't wanna make Robert do two weeks in a row. It's only a couple of hours anyhow. I'll live.
I'm actually looking more forward to Rob's birthday than my own. Partially because it seems like it'll be awesome, partially because I don't feel like doing anything for my own and I don't think I'd know what to do if anyone had any sort of plan, and partially because ... it's freaking Rob, nothing else needs to be said, jabroni. Time spent with him and the usual lineup is never bad.
Interestingly enough, I originally only planned to write the first couple of paragraphs, yet here I am still going three paragraphs later. Maybe I should blame Heatherface and Smapsie for this (before anyone asks who Smapsie is, she's a friend, not a blip on the screen of my terminally ill love life, thank you kindly), because ever since Heatherface roped me into her Stickam chats I've actually been using my Twitter more. I can't remember who roped me back into Facebook, so I'm gonna default to Rob and Katie there.
I've even gone back on OkCupid after hearing that Heatherface actually found someone to go out with on there, which is something I'd been putting off because I felt I wasn't ready for any sort of date setting. I'm not optimistic about my chances, though, since while girls get creepy guys I don't get creepy girls. Not that I'd -want- them, but it'd at least make me feel a bit attractive, yanno? The closest thing to getting hit on by an eligible single woman (locally) that I get on any sort of basis is usually from Katie, which ... well, probably says everything there.
Now that the wrong head is rearing itself (the depressive one, you sickos), I think I'm gonna kill this. Maybe something will happen between now and the next five months, other than my birthday and Rob's in any case, and I'll write again. Who knows?
Taking today off from life, though.
