
And evidently, so am I.
Tuesday night, the night that I must have looked better than ever before, I got invited home with three different boys. Two of which were very attractive. It was a hell of a night though. Ex's a plenty. I was having a great night though in terms of feeling awesome. On the walk down to the Zone, I ran into three groups of people that I knew. It took me half an hour to walk ten blocks. I ended up getting kidnapped by two of my Sephora co-workers (I made out with them--boy and girl--later-but that is it). The Postman was down at the Zone getting very impatient waiting for me. He had called over an hour before.
I have found a new object of obsession. He works for the Muny and is very cute. A dancer who also writes memoirs. He has been coming to Cartel but has not yet gone out to the clubs. I am still trying to figure out if he is 21 yet. The Postman is in on the plan and wants to help out. I don't think that I officially need his help. The Postman also still thinks that it would be a great idea for me to move in with him. I still see this as being a terrible idea. I think I would rather live beyond my means than live with someone that I might be tempted to sleep with.
I am in the process of looking for a new best friend. I'll be taking applications throughout the month of July. The winner will probably be the one with the biggest or best birthday present (not necessarily tangible).
I found a place to live, but my current landlord also wants to show me a place to live which is farther away but sounds like a great deal (plus she might cut me a break on the deposit). She really likes me. The parents are going to come down to help me move and plan on staying in whatever tiny space I rent. I tried to explain how small these apartments are and that staying in a hotel would be a great idea. I need to start packing and getting ready because it is coming up very soon. Color me excited to move.
I think my birthday is going to be jam-packed (hopefully not grape jam though--I prefer strawberry or plum). I am working the morning and then going to auditions. I hope that I get to go to the casino for at least a little bit with Cartel. Who knows how long the auditions will last? Maybe I will cry and run out half way through. I haven't done long form improvisation since high school. But after all that is done, the party will begin. I have told several people and they all seem very excited and ready to party hard on a Tuesday.
Did I mention that I did not go home with anyone on Tuesday. I was pretty drunk but knew that I should probably not do anything like that. I want to date someone and not just go home and do whatever with them. I'm ready for another boyfriend. It has been a while since one of those.
Now that I have my paycheck, it is time to go see Banker. Yesterday, he was too busy to chat so hopefully I can flirt more today.
Talk about life in a whirlwind. But for now, I feel like I've never been quite so in control. I am making decisions and staying on top.