Turn Up the Music, Let's Get Out on the Floor

Today, after work, I went to the grocery store. As I was pondering pita chips, I heard someone say hello. It was a semi-regular at work. After exchanging pleasantries, he said, "So, you DO exist in real life." I responded with some crack about having to wear all black in real life also, and then we moved on to the discussion of pita chips. He told me which ones he and his wife like to eat and then we went our separate ways.

I guess I exist in real life, but sometimes I don't feel like I do.

Maybe Memphis, Tennessee, Maybe Not

My emotions have been sort of all over the place the past few weeks. I've gone from happy to sad, from miserable to okay, from stressed to... slightly less stressed. This week has been actually pretty good. I have only cried like once, and that was because I watched the episode of Sex & the City where Charlotte goes to a singles mixer thing after she and Harry break up and he's there and he proposes and it's perfect and sweet. I cried then.

School has been trying to put me under ground lately. I have more work to do than time in which to do it (like you've never heard me say that before) and sometimes I just want to hide. A friend asked me yesterday how many weeks I had left and I just kind of stared at her before I realized she was asking how much longer I had in the semester. I replied with, "I'm just taking it one day at a time." I feel like, normally, I would have some kind of countdown, but this semester is more than that. I can't really hide from real life in school anymore. I need to get a real job and start actually doing the things I've been thinking about. YIKES.

The weather in Pittsburgh has been pretty lovely this week, which is helpful in being in a good mood. I walked home today without my cardigan on, and that was lovely. I think it was 65 degrees or something! The sun has been really happy. And especially happy because, last weekend when it was rainy, I went shopping with K and we felt compelled to buy mini greenhouses at Lowe's. Mine has three types of herbs in it. The cat nip is the only one making any progress. I'm glad it's working. I promised CLRG's cats I would share.

Is It Cold Yet in New York City?

Bananne called me today. I hadn't talked to her in a while and I was really glad to hear from her. She's one of the best listeners I know (this is going to be her profession in the near future, so I think that means she'll be excellent at her job) and she always gives thoughtful advice. It's nice to have a friend like her because we can go without talking for a little while, but catch right back up where we left off and it doesn't feel weird. She's marrying Snickers in November and I am really honored to be standing up with her on that special day. It's going to be lovely.

Can You Feel This Magic in the Air?

Tonight, I went to see "Valentine's Day" with Elle. It was our first roommate date in a long time, and it was a lot of fun. The movie was ridiculous, sometimes in a good way, sometimes in a "really?!" way. Know what I mean? Yeah.

I've Got Sunshine on a Cloudy Day

Oh holy crap. I can see on my calendar that the end of April is not far away and I am both terrified and relieved. Cross your fingers that I make it there.

Pardon Me, Boy- Is That the Chattanooga Choo Choo?

Well, okay. They're calling it Snowmageddon. And the Snowpacolypse. And the SnOMG storm and the like. The storm that rolled into Pittsburgh on Friday and left the city buried in almost two feet of snow is actually really hilarious to me. I had an awesome weekend.

On Friday, I went over to CLRG's house before it got too bad. We were just expecting a foot or so, but I didn't want to be stuck on the road with people who didn't know how to drive in the snow. When I got there, he and his roommate C and I walked to Applebee's for dinner. Then, we went to KMart to get him some boots. We meandered home, admiring the cars stuck on Braddock, laughing at people, and chatting with the police officer that came to check out the car that was smashed into a telephone pole. Saturday morning, CLRG and I woke up and peered out the window. We decided it would be a really good idea to go out. So, we did. We found the snow up to our knees. We trekked to Eat n Park, where we heard that the manager had had to stay overnight. We went to Giant Eagle to get some food. We trekked home. Later, we dug my car out from the pile in which it was buried. Okay, though. I'll be fair: CLRG, C and HatNick dug it out while I watched. I made them tacos afterward. I was supposed to work on Sunday morning, but the roads were too scary and I called off.

I finally left CLRG's house on Monday morning to make it home in time for work at 7am. Buuuuut I made the mistake of driving onto a side street. I got stuck. After some pushing and digging and the like, I got it off to the side and made it to work by 8:30am. This morning, I got K to come over and, with the help of two older gentlemen, we got my car out of the space and I got gas and drove around trying to find a parking space that was not already taken up by a chair. Not finding any, I took my chances and drove onto my street, parked in my landlord's driveway and dug a spot out. Now my car is parked and I will probably not move it for a while. Ha.

Classes were cancelled yesterday and today. I wonder about tomorrow, because there is more snow happening at the moment and we're supposed to get up to ten more inches by tomorrow night. Or something. I can't keep track.

Oh, Pittsburgh. Oh, snow. Happy Winter.

Relax

I really, really feel like I am drowning. There is more schoolwork to be done than I have time and motivation for. Seriously. This is the most ridiculous semester I've had in a while.

In other news, Valentine's Day is soon. I don't know what CLRG and I are doing, but I'm sure it will be something nice. Last year, we made dinner together and hung out. I suspect we will do something similar this year.

Pookie's bridal shower is in a month! I have to get cracking.