Squeeeee

So, going to Arizona for turkey day. Which should be fun. Haven't been vomiting journal notes every day, but I've been steadily revising stories, which is good. On schedule. Sort of. Sometimes I'll write a little note somewhere, it'll just be a sentence. But it helps.

Man, how boring it is to talk vaguely about writing revisions to the internet abyss. I'm sure the three people that read this thing are riveted.

A few things have been happening:
-Work is getting a little more creative. Some good perks are happening. We'll see if anything concrete results.
-Oh wait, the above was another vague post. I'm good like that.
-I've been thinking a lot about my past. It's time to let go. Forever. Onward and keep looking ahead, because obviously everyone else is doing their own thing. Bye, bye NY memories. You're erased. Squeeee. <-the sound of memories erasing
-My commute still sucks. I've been leaving before 8AM and I still get to work at 9AM. That's...more than an hour in the car.
-Occasionally my commute doesn't suck though. That's why it's such a shit storm. The streets are unpredictable.
-I still really just want to work in a writer's room. There's a part of me that really wants that. Yeah.
-But I'd be happy writing at home too.
-That's the ideal. Because I have trouble talking to strangers.
-Everyone that applies for freelance coverage and treatment gigs has the same dream as me.
-Maybe slightly revised.
-This should daunt me, but I don't give a shit.
-It's been cold in LA. Like 48 degrees cold. In the morning, then it warms up.
-I'm going to see LIKE CRAZY tonight and hang out with an awesome friend.
-It's sad how much I look forward to seeing movies in theaters and hanging out with awesome friends.
-Wait, no, it's not. Movies and friends are AWESOME.
-I'm hungry. I need lunch.
-But what should I eat?
-Fuck if I know.

What's been happening in the last few months that I haven't been writing in this thing:
-I was eating sushi one night and the gay club next to the restaurant caught on fire. Seven fire trucks. Lots of firemen. And well-groomed men.
-I am still doing pilates. At least three times a week.
-I am also doing yoga now.
-Sometimes I do cardio. In the form of stairs, hiking, running.
-This sounds impressive, but actually I'm really slow.
-I have stopped drinking. I rarely do it. Just when I go out. And when I do, I drink like two glasses and then pass out into oblivion-sleepy-eva-head land.
-I am saving up my monies, so haven't been eating out as much, but I've been writing, hiking, dreaming, watching movies, dancing in my living room (that's free, yes!)
-My boyfriend has been cooking lots of pasta. He loves to improve in his cooking skills too. That's so weird.
-Sometimes in the morning when I'm sad I have to go to work and M gets to stay home, I jump on him so he wakes up too. And I don't think he hates me for it. Isn't that funny?
-I am really lucky.
-Yesterday a car almost cut in front of me and sliced into batman (our new car).
-Batman don't play. I swerved into the other lane.
-Next time, I won't swerve, but let the car hit me. What if there was a car in the other lane? It would have been my fault.
-I want to hike. In the desert. And find cacti colored turkey. And chase them around.
-Most likely though I'll drink wine and get sleepy and giggle and want to be a kid again and walk in the desert. Walk like I ain't never walked before.