You know I've got problems when I'm clicking onto my own diary and wondering when I'm going to update again. I start thinking, "God dammit, where did this person escape to that she has no internet service to update her own damn page?"Like I'm waiting for the person who really owns the page to write something new for me to be entertained with...hmmmmm.
Found out that Dave was in an accident the other night: rear ended at a stop light. It didn't hit me until much later last night that it would be really fucking horrible if the twins were in the backseat when this happened. I'm glad he didn't feel like speaking because one more depressing conversation with Dave about how his life is shit and nothing ever goes his way and I'm going to hurt him.
I forgot how fucking draining he can be.
I'm running Windows XP Pro now. Which, apparently, is what Mcee turned out to be after taking one of those quizzes. So I guess that I'm running an Mcee down here in Albany and I must say, I'm satisfied with her performance thus far :)
The rents came up today. Spoke with them about the problems I've had over picking a major. They want me to do something that will make me happy. They say that's most important and that in the end, it's my choice.
We went to dinner with Kevin and Cathy.
I hate it when I expect them to come up and disagree with whatever new idea I throw their way (dating a 32 year old...with twins...with an active ex-girlfriend) and they just tell me to do what will ultimately make me happy.
My sex drive is up so high this week that I seem to be flirting with all the cute men I see. The RA down the hall is no exception. We have this nice banter going on that after I say "Hey Brian" he says "Hey Sally" in a really seductive voice that I wish he'd put some severity into.
Stupid unexpected.
Addendum 9.9.2002 12:49pm: I've officially declared my major: Philosophy with Writing and English minors.
