stream of consciousness

Good evening, loyal readers. I'm cleaning my room tonight. Strangely motiviated while listening to the Beach Boys, which is a tactic my mother brainwashed me with at a very young age.

As I clear off my very cluttered desk, I'm finding notes from R&G are Dead (play), and apparently while frustrated one evening, I wrote down the following words:

Rehearsal
Mantra
Cigarettes
Alcohol
Exercise
Confidence
Composure
Contribution
Valve
Fuckadoodledoo

I can follow most of them, but I'm not sure about valve. Anyway, I felt the need to record this for postponed introspection.

Moving on, I had a date last weekend. LAME. However, I did get to see Clerks 2 again, have a beer, and now I can at least say I've had a date recently.

Coincidentally, I JUST checked my phone b/c I left it on vibrate tonight (no joke - just checked it mid-blog) and the guy called. I'm sincerely shocked. We have competely different senses of humor. Plus he didn't clean his car for me, pay, or wear a clean shirt. Mixed messages, or clueless male? Either way, I don't think I'm interested.

Newest news: I like a dude I'm not allowed to like. Staci called dibs. And he's kind of been flirting. BUT, I learned my lesson the hard way, so I won't be dipping into that pool again. Too bad. He's funny, smart, and knows lots of movie quotations. *sigh*

So I fell

On K street, spewing all my personal belongings from my purse onto the street. Scraped up my knees, messed up my pants, stung my hands, flustered myself. However, I suddenly found myself surrounded by three gentlemen picking up my things and helping me stand. I've never before felt like a total klutz and a pretty girl at the same time.

Other topics: play is over. Sad, but awesome. It was challenging and frustrating and fun and tiring and uplifting and lots of other things all at the same time. I miss some of the people, but am generally glad to have the time back. I've since applied for some part time work at the loft. I can't say that I'll actually make money, using the discount and all, but I'll either gain cash or clothes. I like both.

Oh! I bought the tickets for Italy today. Score! Dom and I are going on December 19 for over two weeks. I am so pumped. It's gonna kick ass. In other news, a fun friend with benefits from NYC is coming to visit next month (on my birthday, no less), I got an email from a nice man I haven't heard from in ten years or so (flattering that he looked me up), and I have a date on Saturday with my first redhead. He was a little awkward on the phone, but seems nice., which is so way more important. We'll see if he calms down in person.

Treadmill Dance

How adorable are These guys? Perhaps I'd spend more time on the treadmill if I had spunky routines and music vidoes to make.

I keep telling myself I'll go for more walks, go to that dance studio for exercise, head back to the pool, bust out the workout videos, even try a jog or two, but it doesn't happen. I need an exercise companion for motivation. Any cute dudes want an out-of-shape exercise buddy?