My weight is exactly what I wouldn't admit in the second to last post.
Men. While I wish it was better than before, I have to admit there is only one man in my mind at this time. He's the one I think about when I read my new book (http://www.amazon.com/Science-Kissing-What-Lips-Telling/dp/0446559903 ) you know, like an old school crush.
To be continued...
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Default mode...back to the blog
Default mode...back to this again.
"You better check yourself before you wreck yourself." Btw watching the brand new, on demand, due date movie whilst I reinvent my authorship/blogership.
I cannot ignore the magnetic pull back to the methaphor of the hero. The journey. Starting without anything but a vision, a dream. Having to overcome obstacles; feats of strength that test endurance and courage. As long as I know what I want, I feel there is something holding me up and helping to push me forward.
No one ever does it alone, everyone has a partner in crime. An ally. One to offer a different perspective, another voice to point in the right direction. There is nothing more lonely than being alone with one's own voice, in one's own mind, with no one but yourself.
As far as dating - sometimes I want this ally to be a boyfriend. That partner that helps you and supports you and encourages your desires to succeed. Someone must inspire and provide new and exciting ways to view the everyday as a priceless gift to be valued. My favorite therepist of all time once judged me when I said I was always happier when i had a boyfriend. She was adament on instilling that I was strong enough to do anything on my own. But it's not that I can't do it on my own; it's more that is it more fufilling to share my accomplishments with someone else. They nurture the spirit that suceeds and relish in it's glory.
"You better check yourself before you wreck yourself." Btw watching the brand new, on demand, due date movie whilst I reinvent my authorship/blogership.
I cannot ignore the magnetic pull back to the methaphor of the hero. The journey. Starting without anything but a vision, a dream. Having to overcome obstacles; feats of strength that test endurance and courage. As long as I know what I want, I feel there is something holding me up and helping to push me forward.
No one ever does it alone, everyone has a partner in crime. An ally. One to offer a different perspective, another voice to point in the right direction. There is nothing more lonely than being alone with one's own voice, in one's own mind, with no one but yourself.
As far as dating - sometimes I want this ally to be a boyfriend. That partner that helps you and supports you and encourages your desires to succeed. Someone must inspire and provide new and exciting ways to view the everyday as a priceless gift to be valued. My favorite therepist of all time once judged me when I said I was always happier when i had a boyfriend. She was adament on instilling that I was strong enough to do anything on my own. But it's not that I can't do it on my own; it's more that is it more fufilling to share my accomplishments with someone else. They nurture the spirit that suceeds and relish in it's glory.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Just call me Bridget Jones
Today, Thursday November 18th, year 2010, I begin my journal in the style of famed Bridget Jones with the technological mandated addition is in blog form.
This is shit writing. I'm not publishing this.
Anyway
Today I begin my Bridget Jones diary, blog-style because I am sooo 21st century.
Weight: yeah right. we'll say xyz.
Boys: 3 in my mind at the moment; none in reality.
Exercise: ordered a scale, acquired a mini trampoline for cardio jumping sessions, discovered time counter for laps on my iphone and use it at the track when i like to run at night, 30 min brisk walking earned me 2 pts off my total bill that day. Immediately indulged in a glass of port.
Self Health: facial attention, stretching and rolling, daily pose of the day yoga, floss, put mouthwash on the list, natural makeup application, (keys, wallet, phone). I also think I may want to start using a planner. A day book. Whatever you call them, I unoeqivocally want a classy, traditional, lasting, chanel, kate spade, leather, crocidile, structured, clean, crisp, simple, understated vessel to carry all my life's appointments and reminders to "stay calm and carry on".
School: ToDo's inlcude draft of my final memo for my writing class, making concept term flash cards for each subject's (property, contracts, torts) main topics, finish the reading for next day's class discussion.
Social: Failed to make it to the midnight showing of harry potter; instaed had my appt with the shrink, went to my mom's house for some ravioli and wine, then home to video chat + vino with my bestie :)
all in all a great night especially given I completed this (let it be known due to certain errors in my previous execution of this blog post attempt, this is not the original version of the thougths posted hereafter)
Rant about fuzz
I think I have an invisible cat living in my apartment. I picture it to be of the persian sort; white, puffy, and definitely stuck up. The reasoning behind my illogical thought is the abundance of white fuzz that stock piles my parkay floors like wall to wall carpeting.
Attacking it with the vacuum cleaner was fruitless, as was crawling on my hands and knees with a lint roller in hand. My next and last hope was to purchase a cat hair comb and attach it to the handle end of my broom stick. This worked like a charm and has been ever since. But the point of that rant was that the effing fuzz is endless, ahhh.
Attacking it with the vacuum cleaner was fruitless, as was crawling on my hands and knees with a lint roller in hand. My next and last hope was to purchase a cat hair comb and attach it to the handle end of my broom stick. This worked like a charm and has been ever since. But the point of that rant was that the effing fuzz is endless, ahhh.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Sexless in the City
Hello strangers, I'm bored at work and decided that with my free time I might as well try to do something productive that doesn't involve giving any more money to Gilt Group.
So, I figured I might try my hand at attempting to post photographs on this web page. Unfortunately, I have not had any interesting man-pics to post, so I'll go with my apartment photos because I know all of my "followers" who haven't yet visited my superb new place love the updates on what they're missing.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Guess who's back?
Back again...guess who's back? Tell a friend!
It seems that I have been away far too long from my dating blog. But to be honest, there has been absolutely no content to blab - I mean blog - about. After things dissolved with my Bachelor #2 (the attorney for those who have lost track) and nothing ever evolved with Swedish boy, I decided to lay low for a while. And all it takes is to put my mind to something and there you go - nothing happened.
Well, I've decided I'm bored again and if Carrie Bradshaw can do it in the City and Hillary Duff can do it in her own ABC Family made for tv movie - why can't I? I will, however be taking a different approach for a while and hold off on reapplying for online bachelorette status on eharmony again for several reasons.
1. I have no money.
2. Everyone seems to find a great guy when they are least expecting, let alone trolling for matches forcibly and quite time consuming.
3. It didn't really work out great that last time.
Pretty much in line with the fact I haven't been dating, I've been watching plenty of television and have been swept away and inspired by certain reality shows like the Millionaire Matchmaker: playing by certain rules; The Biggest Loser: I could stand to be healthier aka diet time; and Sixteen & Pregnant: hell no I don't want a baby or to be poor (sorry but honestly, those people are uber trash-tastic). My new goals will consist of
1. Loving myself so much, no guy could help but love me too.
2. Forcing myself to follow certain rules such as "no sex before monogamy" and a three drink minimum on all dates.
3. Save money; if this whole thing doesn't work out, I can always support myself and hire male escorts.
4. Keep friends close; it seems that no matter how quickly the men come and go in my life - there's always a great gal pal to confide in, wing man for me, or just forget about everything with.
Well, that's all for now folks...stay tuned and I'll keep you posted (all pun intended)!
It seems that I have been away far too long from my dating blog. But to be honest, there has been absolutely no content to blab - I mean blog - about. After things dissolved with my Bachelor #2 (the attorney for those who have lost track) and nothing ever evolved with Swedish boy, I decided to lay low for a while. And all it takes is to put my mind to something and there you go - nothing happened.
Well, I've decided I'm bored again and if Carrie Bradshaw can do it in the City and Hillary Duff can do it in her own ABC Family made for tv movie - why can't I? I will, however be taking a different approach for a while and hold off on reapplying for online bachelorette status on eharmony again for several reasons.
1. I have no money.
2. Everyone seems to find a great guy when they are least expecting, let alone trolling for matches forcibly and quite time consuming.
3. It didn't really work out great that last time.
Pretty much in line with the fact I haven't been dating, I've been watching plenty of television and have been swept away and inspired by certain reality shows like the Millionaire Matchmaker: playing by certain rules; The Biggest Loser: I could stand to be healthier aka diet time; and Sixteen & Pregnant: hell no I don't want a baby or to be poor (sorry but honestly, those people are uber trash-tastic). My new goals will consist of
1. Loving myself so much, no guy could help but love me too.
2. Forcing myself to follow certain rules such as "no sex before monogamy" and a three drink minimum on all dates.
3. Save money; if this whole thing doesn't work out, I can always support myself and hire male escorts.
4. Keep friends close; it seems that no matter how quickly the men come and go in my life - there's always a great gal pal to confide in, wing man for me, or just forget about everything with.
Well, that's all for now folks...stay tuned and I'll keep you posted (all pun intended)!
Saturday, February 27, 2010
I don't want to jinx it...
...so all I will divuldge is that I met someone new :)
Well, I had met him before and had a feeling I should meet him again and boy was I right!
Cotes de Rhone, Sweedish, Four Seasons, oh what a night.
Well, I had met him before and had a feeling I should meet him again and boy was I right!
Cotes de Rhone, Sweedish, Four Seasons, oh what a night.
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