so i'm gonna blame the lack of writing recently on the lack of privacy where i'm living. not that oooooh, i'm writing ubersecret shit or anything like that, just that it's easier to come up with the funny when there aren't people sitting around watching what i write. so until i turn into an actual fulltime employee at the current job, triggering a move to my own place, expect to find disappointing little posts here.

not that there's nothing going on... there's actually quite a lot. but some of it, i don't know, i don't wanna jinx it or whatever... times like these make it very apparent that i've got one of those dumb felicity-like girl brains that overanalyzes, everything going on in a certain situation, and sometimes i just want my brain to shut up so i can think, if that makes sense. when i can convince myself to chill out and just trust that stuff is fine, everything's cool, it's very apparent that everything is, in fact, cool. but my brain likes to mull over every worst case scenario like five hundred times. because it's dumb.

so i joined the gym yesterday, and it was a huge pain in the ass because the guy who was giving me a tour wasn't actually listening to anything i was saying. like in the 20 minutes or so i spent with him he asked 3 times if i had kids.

maybe he just thought i was really obese? and that i would've had to have had 3 kids to have gotten to be so huge? i dunno. but it was fun to antagonize him.

okay so i'm all distracted now i have to go. later gators.