Independence. Sorta.

There’s almost too much going on right now to process it in a thoughtful and thorough manner, especially considering how long I’ve been awake and the relative fog which is currently encompassing my brain. But, here are some highlights (so to speak)…

HAIR.
Got up this morning (afternoon?) and dyed it … it was supposed to turn out a glittery, highlight-filled medium golden brown, but I guess I left it in too long. Now, it’s a glittery, red-highlight-filled dark brown. It’s a cool color, but it’s too dark to put streaks in, which had been my original intent. Oh well.

BOWLING.
Benlau’s rendition of our bowling game is far more interesting than mine … check out his entry from (I think?) yesterday. That’s my station in life … to be the girl who says “yes” to him when no one else will.

FIREWORKS.
I love fireworks. From what I hear, Sonya loves fireworks too. Although the ones we watched from the scary back porch of the Gilded Lily weren’t as spectacular as the ones S. was undoubtedly seeing in D.C., I was still entranced. My favorite ones are the glisten-y gold ones that shimmer all the way to the water … they look like liquid lace. The upside-down smiley face ones? Notsomuch.

NEW BLOG FRIENDS.
Someone (and I won’t mention any names) has just started a new blog. She hasn’t told anyone about it (except me?) but from what I can tell, it’s going to be very interesting. She and I are very alike in a lot of ways, despite the fact that we’ve never met face to face - and we’re going through different phases of a similar event in our lives right now. Despite my somewhat awkward connections to the difficult event in her life, she’s been nothing but warm and wonderful to me. I anxiously await the day when I can share this link with you, because she’s a pretty excellent person and her ponderings promise to be well worth the read.

SLACKER BLOGMONGERS.
To quote an online conversation from today…
v: man, what do we have to do to get m to post a blog entry?
s: I don’t know.
s: Bribe him?
s: Threaten him?
s: Seduce him?
If you have any ideas, please drop me a comment. Your vote counts! (As d so sagely pointed out, any of the above tactics will probably just exascerbate the situation. To which I responded that I wasn’t actually going to seduce him … it was just fun to fiendishly plot against him, even if it never came to fruition. Which is to say that m is relatively safe … for now. ;)

QUANDRY.
Tonight I have a scheduling conflict. At ten, I am supposed to show up for the surprise birthday fete of someone very special to me (whose name I am of course not going to mention.) However, Spin the Bottle starts at eleven. What to do, what to do? We don’t know exactly when what’s-his-name is going to show up, but it may not even really start until eleven. Sigh. I mean, I know I’m going to stay at the party, but I love Spin the Bottle. I guess I can still go to Ballet with da boyz beforehand. I loves dose boys.

HOUSING SUCCESS.
Those of you who have been reading for awhile know that I’ve been experiencing housing woes all the way back to … April? March? But now, it appears that everything is going to be “all right”(tm). The fabulous Heather Moore and Patti West are going to be moving into my cozy little house, making it the COOLEST HOUSE EVER and well worthy of a name. (No offense meant to the Gilded Lily or Drooping Acres, of course. I suppose we could have a three-way tie for COOLEST HOUSE EVER.) And then, we can finally have a house-warming party, which I certainly couldn’t do while the house was FULL OF OTHER PEOPLE. There are currently very nearly five people living in a house that was originally only intended for two. That’s way too many. Three will be wonderful, and we will have all sorts of fun places for people to sit and stand and smoke and dance and drink and hang out. THEN, it will really feel like home. I can hardly wait.