So, I meant to tell Nomi about this earlier, but the week conspired against me to keep me busy. Luke may be amused by this as well.

Last Saturday, i went out w/ Jon to a bar to see a couple local bands play (ArcAngel and Apox - Mach Fox and Flameboy or whoever cancelled). Everything was just peachy, until some chunky broad wearing a sweater that lovingly hugged her fat rolls and jeans that barely made it up over the crack of her ass got up and started dancing. She found a pole and danced on that, grabbed the singers mic stand and danced with that, got some old dude to get up with her and ground on him for a while... and then she and her friend came over and started hassling me to get up and dance. I do not dance. I'm sorry, it's just not a thing I do. So I decline, and they go away for a few minutes. Then she's back, and she's slurring in my face that I am not very nice and other drunken rambling that I do not understand. At this point I hide behind Jon, because I want very much for this bitch to go away and I am am too sober and timid to plant my hand in her face and shover her back, however appealing it is inside my head. Finally she leaves again, the band's set is over, and Jon and I head outside for a smoke - only to be followed shortly after by the fat blonde who is drunkenly raging about how I am not supportive, and we wouldn't dance and look at her, does she look like she belongs here but she is out there supporting the band! Then she got distracted by her friend and cigarettes, and we headed back inside and never saw her again. I can only hope she got tossed out on her lumpy ass. Now Jon thinks it is funny to tell me occasionally that I am not supportive, and that was last Saturday.

It feels like spring.

I know what you're thinking. It's the middle of January, it's 24 degrees out there right now. Spring is at least 2 and a half months away. But the sky is clear and blue, and it's a very warm 24 degrees. I can't say why, but something in my head sees this and interprets it as spring. I will come crashing back to reality tomorrow when it snows again, I'm sure. But for today, the hint of spring feels nice.

It's been a tough week for a couple people I know. If you happen to see this, please know that I am thinking of you and wishing you well. It's going to get easier, I promise. If you ever need to talk, you know how to get a hold of me. ~Bundles~

(Look, Nerdette! Aren't you proud of me? This is almost regular updating here.)

So, I need to update more... ~Ducks her head~ I know this to be true. I do not update very often. Mainly because now it feels like I only bring the small pieces of my life here. Work is fabulous every day. If I ever have a gripe, it's trivial, and not worth retelling. Besides, people lose their jobs over their blogs! (As if anyone from work would read this over Gamespot.) So, trivial it is.

Let's see... yesterday I:

Cleaned my apartment. (Which I am still utterly in love with)

Did laundry. (Not a fan of folding, but not too awful a chore)

Beat Gears of War on Casual. (My first shooter! I always avoided them before because the controls were a bit weird for me, character movement and camera at the same time, but I couldn't stand being left out any longer. Live gamertag is Vaderette77.)

Watched the first three episodes of Heroes. (Jon was kind enough to burn them on dvd for me. I'd missed them when they originally aired and on every subsequent marathon airing as well - two more weeks = new episode!)

Fell asleep on the couch while my husband watched highlights of the Saints/ Eagles game.

See? Not much to discuss there, really, but if Naomi (who I firmly believe is the last person reading this blog) wants to see it, then I shall post exclusively for her. Today, I plan to exercise in short order. Beyond that? No clue. I'm sure I'll catch bits of the Bears game my husband will be watching, maybe play some Viva Pinata or something. The closer I get to 30, the more thrilling my life becomes.