Friday, December 9, 2011

Long Days.


I functioned on three hours of sleep. 

I completed a fugue (which is pretty bad-ass, fyi). 

I made breakfast burritos, complete with bacon.

I sort of ended my friendship with the guy I fooled around with this semester, who I will from here on refer to as Guac.

I saw a concert featuring the composition majors at my school...  It was weird.

I hung out with a guy who is four years younger than me for the second time this week.  He might be into me.  And I enjoy his company...  Even if Churro doesn't.  Then again, Churro doesn't dig any of the guys that, as my dad would say, come sniffing around.

I cleaned my room.  Kinda.

Oh, I also got kinda drunk and watched a bunch of episodes of How I Met Your Mother on Netflix.  Mostly because I wasn't sure how I was going to manage getting up off the couch and going all the way upstairs.

Today ways good, overall.  The only crappy part was when I cried because of my pseudo breakup thing with Guac.  But I'll be over that soon enough, anyway.

And now I'm going to sleep.


  1. Age is nothing. My husband is 4 years older than me, and all that matters is that we have a ton of fun together and are cool with getting all gray in front of each other. I'm just psyched to hear you're getting back on the horse, even if one was named after a green dip and the other is a child. ;)

  2. The Guac thing is based on a really retarded joke we had about him because he is Mexican. Everyone in the central valley seems to be Mexican. He was younger than me, too. The only reason it's weird enough for me to mention it is that I have almost always only dated guys older than me. The ones my age just never worked out. I always assumed things would be even worse with someone younger. Only this last year did I start even considering dating younger guys. This is the first time in a long time that I've felt this okay with the idea of even dating. By the way, you're a butt. And I cannot wait to hang out with you over Christmas. :D I'm sure we'll have tons to talk about.

  3. Busy, busy girly. :P What's bad-ass, how good your fugue is, or simply the fact that you completed one? :3 I heard about junior quals, and I gotta say HIGH-FIVE on that one! Mine are tomorrow, and for the first time this semester I'm not worried about them(irony). Maybe I'll see you over the break. :D