Between Pleasure And Pain

It's been a bit so I'll tell you what I've been up to. Because you've been so worried! And you totally care! I know!

There's a narsty heat wave happening, so I've been home all weekend. (Needless to say, the pink shorts are back.) Luckily, I'm dog-sitting Charlie!! Whee!!! We've been having a ball, although Charlie needs to work on making his "I have to go outside" whine different from his "I will die if you don't let me sit in your lap" whimper. I keep running him outdoors in the heat for no reason, only to have him leap in my arms once we get back indoors, all, "Hooray! Let's snuggle!!

I became addicted to True Blood and gobbled up the first season in about three days. LOVE IT!! Jason Stackhouse is my new main man. I'm waiting to watch the new ones with Jessica and Jen, so don't tell me anything. I don't understand why everything I get obsessed with has to do with vampires. Also, I wish I had known about the Sookie Stackhouse books before my lame Twilight phase; it's basically the same story but in the South and with sex. I am dying to curl up with that series but I have to read...

Infinite Jest. Woof. I'm trying to get a head start on Infinite Summer but UUUGGHHH stream of consciousness? Are you emeffing kidding me? Does anyone know how many pages of that b'shit I have to plow through? I mean, LITERATURE WOO!! I adored the beginning, but man, I read before bed and am sometimes on sleeping pills; this is so hard. Not a book for the bathtub, either.

I took my mom out to see Up. I'd like to think it's revenge for that time she made me watch Marley and Me. Good God. Have you guys seen this? Have you recovered yet? I think I still have a sinus headache from all the snot I produced; yowza.

Sometimes I wish no one read this (though I'm not complaining), or that it was okay to write about dating escapades on the Internet. (It is not.) Needless to say, I need to grabs some Cosmos with my girlfriends (or whatever chicks do these days when they have a bunch of stories about boys). I'm such a Carrie!

Make that a Cathy or a Bridget... I've been on this mission to lose xx pounds and I've lost 5 so far. Every time I attempt this, I get injured, my dad is in the hospital, there's a Fish Fry club, etc. Or I quit smoking and therefore lose my substitute for food? But I'm on a roll and I'm going to do it this time, even if I have to lose a knee in the process.

2 months as a non-smoker. I have survived multiple nights of drinking with smokers which is the ultimate test. This time around, I don't miss it at all.

Did you guys know Sawyer from Lost is the guy Alicia Silverstone beats up in the Cryin' video? I heard that this morning, and while checking it out, I became so nostalgic... this was the soundtrack of my 6th grade love life, people. (Also, I'm so relieved I hit puberty in an era where "cool" meant I could hide in flannel shirts and skater pants if I felt like it.) 

That's about it. I'm totally pwning life right now: