This little blog of mine, I'm gonna let it shine!
Oh blog, how I've missed you so. There is no acceptable excuse for my slacking, so I apologize to my faithful readers. In my defense, I have had a pretty uneventful couple of weeks (not inclucing my trip to Boston, of course). James has been away and will be for another 12 days. My life as a "singleton" has included spending lots of money on clothes and watching countless hours of Nick at Nite until the wee hours. Pathetic, I know. My laziness has taken over, my house is a mess and I ordered Fresh Direct instead of walking the 90 seconds to Stop & Shop (but I did get a FREE chicken pot pie!).
So last Friday after work, I hopped on the overpriced Acela to go to Boston. Three and a half hours later, I was getting into Devin's brand new Z4 (hottttttt, I miss having a convertible (although, you really cannot compare a 2006 BMW to a 1991 VW, but I digress)). I think this was the first time I have ever visited Boston when it wasn't the dead of winter, so that was nice. It's kind of funny, but I clearly know more people in Boston than I do here in NYC. Yet I don't think you could pay me enough to move there.
Tonight, I am hopping on the very reasonably priced Metro North to go visit the fam. And go shopping (yippee for buying a dress for Will and Kristin's wedding!). And see the band nerds! I'm excited.
Next weekend, Devin is coming to visit ME for once. I love having plans and being busy on the weekends. Then I can't dwell on how sad and pathetic my life is right now. Hooray for denial!
The only thing getting me thru the lack of boyfriend has been the start of the new TV season. Yes, I am a sad, sad creature. ER is still great, even though they CHANGED THE THEME SONG. Really, how do you change the song for a show that has been on the air since forever? I get mad every time I hear the new version (which really isn't a song anyway). Studio 60 is awesome, Matthew Perry is awesome, and so is HARRY GOLDENBLATT. Ugly Betty is amazing, only because they make fun of Queens once every 3 minutes. And because Caleb Nichol is Dean Hess' father. The OC starts in a few weeks, and if this is its last season, I'm never watching TV again. I'm trying to start watching Grey's, I have the first season at home but my utter laziness is preventing me from starting it.
And that, my friends, is my lameass life. TV, TV, and more TV.