Uhh..hi.

So, I just noticed that I haven't updated since November. I figured it was probably high time to write something...anything. That's the thing, though. I haven't really had much to write.

E. and I are still together. He's moving in with me at the end of the month. Things are going well....for the most part. I don't know what it is with me, but the past 3 or 4 days I have been increasingly more irritable. I wrote the first day or two off as stress over my living situation (my roommate sprung on me shortly after the beginning of the month that he bought a house and was moving out at the end of the month), but after everything was settled I was still really testy. Even more so than before. I can't pinpoint it, and it's manifesting itself in very frustrating ways. I'm going to attribute it to all the little things just piling up at once and getting on my nerves in a much more concentrated manner than I'm used to. I wish I had a huge garden tub right now so I could draw myself a really hot, relaxing bubble bath. But alas, I do not. I'll have to find respite in other forms. Taking suggestions....

Love Conquers All

When I fell in love with you
It didn't seem so cruel
An oasis of perfection
And a walk in your shoes
When I fell in love with you
It didn't seems so cruel
Until you killed a man
And fled to Timbuktu

Baby you left me here
You made that clear
With my heart in your hands
When you killed that man

But despite the speculation
Around the new relation
Between disintegration
And your African vacation
We fell in love
Because baby
Love conquers all

-mrg

*Gasp* A new writing! I know, I know.

swell.

Things are going well. Amazingly so. It's funny. I always meet people in these whirlwind type of ways and, after a very short period of time, it's like I've known them forever. However, most of the time, after a few days or about a week, there is something that bothers me about them. That something usually always turns into a bigger something, thus terminating whatever friendship or relationship was developing. Or, at the very least, seriously hindering it. But it's not the case with E.J. at all. We spent a lot of time talking last night about our hopes and ideals and where we want to head in our lives and in our relationships. We're really on the same page about a lot of things. About most things, actually. It still surprises me how compatible we really are, and with each day I learn something new that just reaffirms that assertion. Needless to say, I am very content right now.

In other news, I am getting my tattoo tomorrow. I am terribly excited. E.J. got his first one last week and I budgeted myself to get my 3rd (technically 4th) with this paycheck. :) It's going to be difficult to take care of, though, because it's a fairly large piece on my shoulder spanning to the center of my back.

Thursday is my birthday. E.J. is taking me to Bound'ry. I will officially be...still young. Lol.

'Tis official.

The day of blogging.

Apparently I save updating my blog for Sundays. I suppose it's because it's the end of the weekend and since I never do anything during the week, this is the only day I actually have things to update on.

Anyway.

I got really sick this past week. Wasn't able to go into work for 3 days per my doctor's orders. Not something I was especially complaining about until after day 2 of being stuck in the house. I was going stir crazy. I also ran out of unread books in my house so as soon as I was feeling mostly better I got the hell out of the house. Saw J. again at open mic night at Cafe Coco because he was playing last and was bored waiting around by himself. There were some...interesting...performers there, which is always the case at an open mic. J. was definitely the most talented. So I hung out there for like an hour, kept him company, heard him play and then came home. The next day I ventured out to Green Hills to make a quick trip to Anthropologie and had lunch with him while I was out there. And that was that. He's definitely attractive and very talented, but that's all that he really has going for him.

So, in true form, I shall update you on someone else. E.J. is, I am proud to say, NOT a musician. Still pretty hot, though. ;P On Friday I ended up meeting up with my friend C.J. to hang out and catch up and E.J. was with him. Now, it's not like this was the first time I've ever hung out with him, but it was definitely the first time I took note of him more than in an "oh, he's cute" type of way. A good thing because he's interesting and, in my opinion, we hit it off pretty well. He also came with me last night to Greggity's birthday bbq and will be accompanying me next weekend to the Preds game and then to the Halloween party. Fun times.

Oktoberfest shenanigans.

Yesterday I ventured over to Germantown for Oktoberfest and the Germantown Street Festival (basically the same thing except one's run by the church and one by the neighborhood). It was such a great time, filled with all sorts of shenanigans. For the first hour or two I stayed at Kate and Karsten's house which was open to the public on the historic homes tour. Saw my family. Met up with Chuck and Jim, and briefly with Kelly and Greg, and then with Stephy, too. Bier. Brats. Streudel. Lederhosen. It was a very good festival, except for the fact that I got a gnarly sunburn. After the fest was officially over, Kate took us down to a really cool salon called Gloss that was having an after party. I met the owner, which was exciting, because he told me he started off cutting hair just like mine - he gave me his card and I'm definitely going to be scheduling an appointment soon. Then got to mingle. Met J....

J. is...pretty hot in the way I look at things. And we hit it off pretty well. Talked for a long time. It was fun. Unexpectedly. All in all, a good day and night.

I am starting to see a trend in the people I am attracted to, though. It seems, for awhile now, if I'm attracted to someone they turn out to be a musician. Either that, or they have a badass beard. Or better yet (in the case of J.) - both. I don't know what it is about the whole musician thing, and it's not like I already know them so I know that they're musicians, so it can't just be because of that. It's very strange how that's worked out recently, though. Just a thought...

He's still there in my head.

He just came out of nowhere like a blast from the past in one of my dreams. One Mr. C.A.M. And it was one of those ridiculously intense dreams where I wake up and can still feel the dream and the emotion of it all. I thought he was pretty safely tucked away in my "in the past" file, but apparently those memories are coming back to haunt me.

It's funny. Nashville is a very small place and I've successfully avoided seeing him except on one or two occasions. But on those occasions I went into it expecting him. I wouldn't mind bumping into him now. I haven't really thought about him much, but now that I am I'm wondering how he is, what he's doing. Hopefully he's doing well. I have no qualms with him, only good hopes.

I halfway want to call him, but his propensity for changing his number gives me reason to believe that even if I tried I would be unsuccessful.