I Have A Date Tonight. For Like The First Time in Six Months.

Tonight I am going to the Foo Fighters / Weezer concert on a blind date with a guy named Joe.

It's strange how I have come to have a blind date. I was on match.com about a year and a half ago, and I exchanged emails with Joe. I also remember talking to him on the phone, and I remember I wasn't really into him because he was separated at the time, and I don't need that kind of trouble.

So we never went out. But his number was in my phone, and one time (in a bar about a year ago) I tried to call one of my friends whose name is Joe but I actually called the Joe I've never met. Which was weird. I deleted him after that.

And then about three weeks ago I was out (at a bar again. I know.) and I got a phone call and it was Joe. He was deleting people and my name was still in his phone, so he had to decide whether to just delete me or to call me and he called me. We've talked a bunch of times and he's cool. And he's been divorced for some time so that's not a problem. And now I am going to Foo Fighters & Weezer with him.

I haven't had a date since July, and that was with K and we all know how it turned out. So this is exciting. It's awesome. I hope he's cute.

Let's Pretend

Let's pretend that it hasn't been more than two months since I posted anything. We can all pretend together. It's easy to deny reality. I do it every day. And I know I'm not alone in this.

So why haven't I written anything? Perhaps because I want there to be READERS out there dammit, and I know there aren't. Also there is the fact that I have been working every day of the week for the past two months and this "blog thing" is -- sadly -- far down on my list of priorities. For sure it falls below SLEEPING and EXERCISING, and there hasn't been enough of either of these going on.

But!

I have a new lease on life, courtesy of an upcoming month of vacation. No shit. Beginning on Thanksgiving and ending after the Christmas holiday, I will not be working.

I will be taking yoga classes every morning and pilates every afternoon. I am not one of those exercise class people...somehow I get freaked out with all those people sweating along with me. I usually don't know how to do these yogapilates movements and it's difficult for me to just relax. Maybe all the pressure will make the weight disappear faster. Maybe it will affect my appetite and I won't be able to eat before or after the class.

Dreaming of myself as my former self: 5'9" and 132 lbs. I weighed 132 lbs. for 15 years, and over the past 5 years I shot up to 150. Watch me now as I shed the diabolical weight. Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.