Ok, I'm late. Sue me. I've been deathly ill. Well, not deathly, but certainly far FAR from healthy. The good news is that I got my new phone today. (Woot for BlackBerries!) Oh, and I'm feeling better.
Ok, 'bout the PS first. I'm not going to say anything about this....just to ask my brother about "Kid's Kitchen" some time.
As for updates, not much. Met Dell and His Friends (capitalized because the important ones boil down to an adorable couple that I was terrified to meet for fear of rejection.) Saturday night for drinking (I didn't) and watching/betting on the UFC match. (I won $8. And it was my first!) Dell moved from the tragically country town of Richmond to the sprawling populious that is NKC this weekend, which I lucked out on having to help due to the whole 103 fever, non breathing stuff. (There's an inside joke in there.) Tonight I joined him for another two episodes of Firefly, which I'm savoring like a kid nibbling on his Easter chocolate bunny for weeks, just to make it last. He also made me dinner, and while I will remark that he's a purty good cook, my lasagna tops his, bar none. :)
Honestly, as much as I dig him, I'm so tired of fighting that I just stuff everything to avoid pissing him off (which is HIGHLY easy.) I know me, and that's going to get really old, really quick. I dunno....we shall see. Not all my eggs are in one basket though, if that makes sense.
I appear to have infected Nate as well. Well, honestly, I think it was karma. When your best friend is crying on the phone to you because she's delirious with fever....perhaps you should do something OTHER than tell her to go to the ER. (Once again...it was a virus...nuttin' they could do hmm?) It's funny...he's HONESTLY pissed at me for it. He has an interview for an EMT position tomorrow/today and he's worried he's not going to be his best at it because of this crap. I feel for him....really. And yet.... ;)
On a related note, I put my wedding set up on E-bay. There's really no reason to keep them anymore, and I could use the money. The final straw was getting an e-mail congratulating me for my wedding being only six weeks away. Bitter? No. Still pissed? Oh my yes. :)
It's also come to my attention that I've been neglecting to post song lyrics or quotes or whatever at the end of my posts lately. This isn't for lack of material, just...I dunno. Anyway, that used to be my favorite part, so I shall work harder on this.
Ciao.
~K
"Sing me something soft Sad and delicate Or loud and out of key Sing me anything"
Existentialism on Prom Night-Straylight Run
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