Stars were falling on Alabama
Feb. 7th, 2004 01:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
silverfae9I was about to go and do my laundry, but it turns out I don't have enough quarters. And it's funny because I'm really annoyed that I can't do it today now, even though an hour ago I was trying to rationalize not doing it.
I talked to Pete just now, who has been making me nuts the past couple of weeks, calling and suchlike. It's such a relief not to be in the same state anymore. I mean, don't get me wrong, we're still very good friends. I'm just not remotely interested in which famous person he hung out with last night anymore. My world is too low-key for that nonsense anymore. I decorate my apartment, I watch movies, I spend free time with people that I like. This is a large part of what I moved to Seattle for, and it is good.
Next week, I think, I'm going to go try not to embarass myself too badly in a dance class. Things can't continue the way they're going; I can't keep eating like a frat boy and stay this size. I've only recently discovered that I have eating habits, and so I'd like to keep them. Before you all start getting shrill and mentioning that I'm still smaller than a breadbox, remember that I'm still getting acquainted with me, and we're still not entirely comfortable with each other. But I'm doing my best.
I'm waiting for the pitter patter of the mailman and not hearing it, and I think that this may tragically mean that I have no mail.
I talked to Pete just now, who has been making me nuts the past couple of weeks, calling and suchlike. It's such a relief not to be in the same state anymore. I mean, don't get me wrong, we're still very good friends. I'm just not remotely interested in which famous person he hung out with last night anymore. My world is too low-key for that nonsense anymore. I decorate my apartment, I watch movies, I spend free time with people that I like. This is a large part of what I moved to Seattle for, and it is good.
Next week, I think, I'm going to go try not to embarass myself too badly in a dance class. Things can't continue the way they're going; I can't keep eating like a frat boy and stay this size. I've only recently discovered that I have eating habits, and so I'd like to keep them. Before you all start getting shrill and mentioning that I'm still smaller than a breadbox, remember that I'm still getting acquainted with me, and we're still not entirely comfortable with each other. But I'm doing my best.
I'm waiting for the pitter patter of the mailman and not hearing it, and I think that this may tragically mean that I have no mail.
