I Must Admit

I was hoping that by taking a bit more time between posts, something really major would happen. Also I couldn't connect to the internet last week when I came to the library.
The long and short of it is that I've settled in to a pretty drama-free existence. Gorg was bugging me today about when I was going to get a "real" job. I told her that's not going to happen until I get a real degree [BA in Sociology? HA!], and I'm not going to grad school unless I have to move back with my parents, and I'm not moving back with my parents unless I lost the job I currently have or have to move out of where I live now.
I give it hopefully another year or so. I mean, you guys know me. Whatever happens I'll figure it out, which is great and everything but I'm not running around half naked and fully loaded the way I was LESS THAN A YEAR AGO.
I know, it shocks me that I've calmed down so much so quickly, too. I can barely stay awake past 9:30 on weeknights. That's not even late enough to catch Adult Swim on Cartoon Network, not that we have cable anyway!

As you may have guessed, things are still going well with my Nice Guy. We had our first sleepover last Friday and it was a nice time. I explained it to Gorg thusly: Sex with the Marine was like being smacked around an MMA cage by a screaming orgasm monster. Sex with Nice Guy was like working together on a team project and getting an A.
I "went out on a limb" and texted him first last night. I completely freaked out because he didn't respond for a while. Turns out he got my message while he was driving and couldn't answer right away because HE DOESN'T TEXT AND DRIVE. Safety first, imagine that.
We're so dissimilar, but the way things are going it feels like the cogs are going to mesh. People as excitable and hysterical as I am need people that are slow-burning and calm like he is. Laid-back people don't necessarily need someone jumping off the walls near them, but I can only hope that SOME of them [3 guesses] don't mind.
See, there I go getting all worked up about stuff. Someone out there send this guy the vibes that I want him around more.

Dance has still been going well. I've been bringing my pointe shoes to ballet and, other than having a hard time finding my balance it's been going well. It's surprising how much maybe 10lbs in a few directions throws you off when you're trying to balance on the tip of one toe. Or maybe that isn't so surprising; I was never much for physics. I'm still dead-set on trying out for the Slutcracker this year and the part I want more than anything I've ever wanted before requires pointe. My feet and calves haven't been nearly as sore as I thought they would be.
Of course, JerseySjov's failed GymQuest 2011 would also help me boost my confidence -and ass- for the part. Ugh. We'll see. I was prancing around in front of the mirror in underpants and high heels the other day for fun [I don't have a tv, I take entertainment where I can find it] and I'd still do me, so things aren't dire just yet.
Also in the physical-improvement realm: I walked to the library today rather than driving. It's only about a quarter mile from my house, but it's uphill the whole way so I sweat through my hoodie and felt Rocky-accomplished when I got here.

Let's see...Some other stuff real quick:
-I got my first wedding invitation today. I can't believe that people my age are GETTING MARRIED when I have yet to break the 4-month mark with ANYONE.
-I desperately want new Nikes, but I also desperately want a Keurig. I would use both items every day, how do I choose?
-Job is going good. I hope there is a summer online course for me to get my teacher certification. I kind of missed the boat on the March-May-mester.
-I stopped doing my little reviews thing because I don't often have my laptop on at home and would forget to write down book and DVD titles as I finished them. I go through books and movies pretty quick so I found myself far behind and didn't want to give myself homework.
-You guys agree that sometimes opposites attract, right? Merr.