Entries from March 2006 ↓

Wow. I have been neglecting my digital camera so much. I took some photos on St. Patrick’s Day when I was in Vermillion, at the Eagles, singing karaoke…

I’m saving all of my energy for Drawn to Nature events on Thursday and Friday. Will be busy, fun, long work days. Full of socializing, happiness, and being pleasant. A perfect way to end March (my month of antisocial, miserable, crazy, delusional paranoia) and ring in April (will hopefully be a month of sunny, productive, chipper love for all — similar to January and February, which were good, care-free, charmingly experimental months).

Since I haven’t really left the confines of my house for the past week, I have watched movies.

1. The Exonerated
2. Yours, Mine and Ours
3. Capote
4. The Matador

I also saw Failure to Launch when I was in Vermillion, but I had to be out of the house for that one. It doesn’t count. I could tell you what I think about these movies, too, but all I will say is that with the exception of Yours, Mine and Ours, they were all good and worth watching. Yours, Mine and Ours might have been worth watching if it was Cheaper by the Dozen instead. Because I like Steve Martin.

I’m not completely reclusive, by the way. I went shopping on Saturday. And bellydancing and brunch with sister and dinner with Mom’s friends from Vermillion and brunch again on Sunday with Jen and Kristi and apartment-looking with coworker Mary. But other than all of that, I’m homebound. Except tonight! When I venture out of my house to the Spring Street Grill’s “Club Underground” to see Plastic Chord play.

I’m really babbling. Katie, who recently left the Bell and who had been the leader for Drawn to Nature, sent very fresh cookies from Tank Goodness and I ate two with a glass of milk. Now I have chocolate all over me. I was ravenous for cookies, I guess. Which is completely ridiculous. But they were ridiculously yummy — and arrived within 45 minutes of having left the oven, they were still warm.

I’m telling myself that I have no money to spend (except on sensible things like groceries) since I will soon be paying a higher rent and all those various expenditures that go along with moving, so it’s been a rather dull week. Not boring — I’m getting better at entertaining myself, but just dull. Like… If you asked me what sort of things I have been doing since returning to Minneapolis on Sunday night, I will reply: “Working, watching prime-time television, reading the latest JANE, sleeping, eating.” Oh, but my pal, Jason, called at midnight twice this week. Although I did not answer since I was unable to comprehend the sound of my phone ringing at such an ungodly hour (had been asleep since approximately 10pm), it was pretty exciting to know that people still want to talk to me when I’m in such a dull phase of my life.

Anyway, I also haven’t been feeling especially receptive to company/people, so maybe I’m getting an early start on my future antisocial life. One thing that often helps me feel less lame is being domestic. So last night I made cookies for the first time in about forever. They were goooooooooood. But I’m not feeling any less antisocial, just wishing I had a cookie now.

I have been approved for the new apartment! I can start moving in on May 1^st!

Ok, Tinker just came out of hiding and he is all sorts of spooked, too.

What the hell happened!