I passed the 6th month point in my relationship. This is a first for me. My boyfriend is not only my boyfriend but one of my best friends. (A-list as Eleanor labels them.) This is stability! This is wonderful! I love it, I love him.
My social life outside of him is all out of whack because we all know shit is about to change. I just hope I hang on to the few good people I know right now. They are just too good to not hang on to.
I got a turtle today! I like to think it's mine. But it's in Matt's basement. His name is Milo. He belongs outside in the woods, but some lady almost hit him with her car today, and what would prevent that from happening again if we put him back outside?
My job fascinates me when I am not completely stressed out by it. Animals are just so amazing to watch. A mouse had babies today (10 freakin babies) and five minutes later she's running on her exercise wheel. (not entirely unlike a person who needs to get back in shape a.s.a.p! to get rid of baby weight.)
I know everyone is having issues right now. Whether it be life altering, or just typical guy trouble, that is in fact life. It's the way it goes. Just smack me right now for trying to get everyone to look on the brighter side of things, because I know it's not what anyone wants to hear. But. I hope it may help to bring a smile to someone's face. It also may help knowing that this advice is coming from a cynical bitch herself. So. If even I can be optimistic sometimes, there is hope for us all.
Posted by Maleta at 1:01 a.m.