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My bed welcomed me at 930 last night as I watched the end of Intervention. I read recently in Psychology Today that most people who have addictions kick them when they feel like it…on their own. They were talking about all kinds of addictions…smoking, drugs, whatever. And I with I could quit the cigs again with the ease I quit the drugs…although I wouldn’t say drugs were easy for me either. I just knew I had to…cigarettes….yeah, they aren’t illegal and don’t control shit. But anyway, that wasn’t the point and I don’t know why I just went into all that. I guess because I was watching Intervention.

I was sooo close to going to sleep…and then I got sucked into The Hills. And then a SECOND episode!  Whatever!  Damn, I love The Hills. Even with LC and her super red lips. And Heidi and her reeeetarrrrded boyfriend/husband/whatever…I don’t know how anyone could be with that slimeball, but it’s not like Heidi is all that super awesome herself. Stephanie managed a slight redemption, though, when she finally told Spencer what a piece of shit he is…even if she didn’t punch him like I’d like to!  But I hate that they’re even giving me a Heidi/Spencer break-up teaser when I know it will happen like neva eva.

I have decided that my gym crush may be no longer, as I watched him lift weights and noticed that he has great arms to go with the great legs and abs I’d seen a few weeks ago…well that’s not why, just WHEN I discovered the no longer thing. And I felt him staring up at me as I worked my ass out on the elliptical upstairs, so I tried my hardest to only check him out when he was facing the opposite direction. I found a few other hotties to check out – all with the common theme of having big arms (YUM).  I don’t really know why Gym Crush became a crush of the past last night, maybe because it annoyed me that he’d so obviously be checking me out forever and not speak. Boo @ that. And really, similar to the work crush, the whole point of the gym crush is to make that time go by a little faster and give me something fun to do while pounding away on that machine so I don’t know why I’d be annoyed by his lack of speaking. Maybe I’m his gym crush. Ha!

Speaking of the work crush, I have found myself checking out the Crazy Cat Guy more than normal, too. I’m glad he’s so tall so I can see his head over the top of the cubes when he’s hanging out nearby. But more than checking him out I have found myself trying to find a way to actually talk to him beyond our exchange of pleasantries. All I’m attracted to with him is his shyness, which enhances the cute factor…and he is cute, but not hot. Precious is the only word that comes to mind when I see him, and I hope I don’t start blushing when I see him. Me being shy just won’t work with the shy guy…I can already see this. And so one of these days I’m going to get to know him a little better. In the meantime I have work to do to decrease my waist to hip ratio to show these men I’d be a good candidate for childbearing. Can you tell I’ve been watching The Discovery Channel?

In the meantime, I’ve been spending my time looking for apartments. I’m so ready for me and Matty to be in our own place, and I’ve found some places that are about the same distance from my office as I am now for super cheap. Like wayyy cheaper than I ever dreamed. So now I’m trying to figure out if I want to live somewhere nice for about $200 more (at least) a month, or if that $200 would be better saved while I ‘hood it up for a year or 2. I’m not scared to live alone in the ghetto apartments I’ve found, and I can make the inside look great no matter where I live. But would I rather live in a super-nice place instead?  That I’m not sure of. I have a little time to keep looking, so I will. But at this rate I might still be able to move June 1 like I originally wanted. Fingers crossed all around on this one, please. I’d love to have a pool to go to without driving 30 minutes to get to it.

 
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