long knives drawn

I read all of Chelsea Handler’s book in a day. It was depressing to finish it so quickly, I like my books to be fun and long.
An old boyfriend of mine is getting married. It’s kind of weird to me because I didn’t think he was too serious about the girl he’d been dating. I don’t have any feelings left in me, so that doesn’t bother me. But I guess since I was never too excited about the idea of marriage it’s hard for me to understand it being important to another girl in that place.

This is pretty pointless. I’m just introspective after a day doing nothing social.

I’ve probably seen Dune at least twenty times. I blame it for my deep-seated attraction to Kyle MacLachlan. So when I saw it at Walmart in the $5 bin, I had to buy it. And that’s what I’m watching to relax tonight.

I bought a ton of vegetables at the grocery store. I figure it’ll help my cooking skills to actually cook, especially for people who come over. Which has the added bonus of having my friends around so I don’t just sit around crying about puppies/old tv shows/ugly douchebags/etc like I have been on and off for the last week.

Tomorrow is probably going to be chicken parmesean (or curry, since I didn’t remember to buy red wine or tomatoes, making for an ineffective tomato sauce).

My new year resolutions for 2010 are as follows:

Lose the weight that’s weighing me down - in every way possible. Starting with running every other day.
Go to the beach.
Be more frugal.
Teach myself to cook and keep a record of my progress.
Weekly photo documentation with proof.
Don’t glorify my vices.

I think that’s good enough.

The problem with manic depression is that one day you’re excited about helping your friend shop for his girlfriend and the next day you just want to blow your brains out over the golf gifts in the brookstone catalog.
Today, I hate Christmas.

The best thing about being abandoned by the VIP in your life is…I’m not sure. There might not be anything except singing Beatles songs and yelling about the things that made you mad into an empty apartment.