I have been chastised by some of you for not writing, but I just haven't had anything to say. I am also sorry to have disappointed the person who found my site by searching gonorrhea forearm, as I don't have any answers to that affliction. I will give you a brief update on me since my last post. I went home for Christmas, saw friends and relatives, got really sick, went to New York with Adriana, went to Boston (so much fun!), said my goodbyes , came back here.
New Years was ok, but I had to work at 7 AM on New Years Day so I decided to just stay out all night instead of letting work ruin my good time, the fireworks we went to see were canceled because of the fog. They showed them next day, randomly and seemingly unannounced, and I watched them from Adriana's porch with Vera's mom. I liked it very much.
I may get fired from my concierge gig, or even prosecuted! On account of the massive amounts of long distance calls I made over the course of my working there for a year. Miss Vicky said the on phone call I made the day she found out costs 40 something dollars, and now she is going to go through the records and compile a list to present to the owners. It would probably total in the hundreds if not the thousands.
School starts in a couple weeks, and I have already had dreams where I've gone and had homework and all the good stuff. No going to school naked, but we'll see.
Randy comes to visit in a week also. I am really excited, but also a bit trepidatious because it will be the most time we have ever spent together. And then also he is going to leave at the end of it. I sometimes wonder if he is right about the whole long distance thing, and it being a waste of time, but it feels so much like what I should be doing, I don't know.
I am feeling kind of burned by Adriana and Bill. They got an apartment together this week, and I feel like I got the shaft. Adriana and I were supposed to live together since forever, but we always said we needed a third person, but never could agree on one. I had suggested Bill, but she said it would be weird, because they were quasi dating. Now I'm out and he's in? What the fuck is that? She knows how much I hate where I live, and now there goes the only two people I would consider living with. All signs point to the fact that maybe its time for me to leave here. I am considering going to Boston for the summer. Jordon has a room open at his place, and he is so fun. I never really got to see how cute Boston was either, since the only times I had ever been there were with Beau and he never wanted to do anything. Not that we could have done all that much since we were 16 and broke. I REALLY have a good feeling about Spain in the fall, so if all of you could put positive energy towards me getting in to that school I would appreciate it.
that's about it. Consider yourselves updated.
