"This song is for the people that tell their family their sorry for things they can't and won't feel sorry for"
It's been a long time. Too long, perhaps. The longest I think I've ever gone without writing, anything. And I don't think I like that. I will start again. I want to write a fiction book about a car dealership. Would anyone read that?
I feel like I've become a robot. We know the song and dance; I've mentioned it before. The getting up, the going to work, the coming home. The routine. The In and Out. I can't believe it's october.
The new apartment is coming along quite well. We have stuff: a couch, a kitchen table, that sort of thing. Now that it's cooler, we will probably paint the walls soon. I've moved the screens (from the windows) up and the glass panes down. We put a blanket on the bed. We sleep with PJ's on. I hate the cold; I hate the winter even more. I've gotten used to being here; the noises that our place makes at night, the route to work, the bills. The reality that I am, in short, an adult.
Let's see. I've been working out on a regular basis and I'm quite happy with the results. My goal was a six pack and I'm almost there! I'm such a geek. It's funny, to me, that when I was in HS and what not, I was anti-athletic activity, and even a few years ago, the idea of the gym was just too daunting to me, but I really enjoy going. It's a stress reliever and it gives me time to think and sort things out. I do an hour of cardio and then some weight/resistence training. Plus, it keeps me from not smoking. It'll be a year in November and I'm very proud of myself for that.
Work is work. One of the members of my "team" broke his ankle in August, so I've been doing his job, and mine. It's been really busy since then; I really don't breath much at work. We have 2 temps right now, one retarded and one not so much. I do report after report and answer about 5757 million emails a day. I do credit card approvals and troubleshooting and all sorts of fun business like activites. Although, me busting my ass is paying off, as many of the higher ups are saying, "oh, that Kate is a fantastic worker" which is good for me, since I can start posting for new jobs in November. But then again, I may get shafted. As it always seems there.
Things with Ryan are going well. Fully functioning lesbian couple. We drove to WI this summer, as that is where she's from. It took 17 hours. We saw cows and cheese and beer and bratwurst and clean air and the fish I caught. We got super drunk and sang very very VERY bad Kareokee.."Some Kind of Wonderful." I met her family and saw where she grew up. It was one of the most relaxing times I've ever had. We also went to Block (AKA Glock) island later in the summer which sucked my ass.
I cut my hair and now wear glasses while I'm at work. I turned 25 over the summer, and contemplated calling some people I hung out with when I turned 18, or 20. But I didn't. I just put on a sweater and will probably have to turn the heat on.
I hope to get drunk this weekend b/c it's been awhile.