I have a friend who constantly tells everyone in her immediate proximity what she's feeling ("I'm feeling abstract, I'm feeling overwhelmed, I'm feeling indescribable."), which usually just leads to more questions. On that note, tonight, I feel single.
My boyfriend is gone, chaperoning a four day field trip to NYC with a local youth radio group. So, I have the apartment to myself. I have laundry lying in the middle of the bedroom floor, there is food out on the counter. Before I received an unexpectedly tardy call this afternoon, I was geared up to eat leftover pizza in bed while watching Funny Face (starring Audrey Hepburn,) and drinking diet Pepsi and cheap vodka. I have to say, today has been a great day. It's hard not to wonder if all of my days would feel this... liberal... if I didn't move in with my boyfriend. Cohabitation, or "Living in Sin" is pretty great, don't get me wrong, but for the next four days I get to see what I am missing.
My friends are great. Tonight, Alex asked me if I've ever thought about doing stand-up. I love it. Not that I would ever consider it, it's nice to know my friends think I'm funny enough to. At home, most of my jokes are in one ear out the other.
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