Four A.M.

Well he-lllllo Open Diary. Thanks for the email. I had long since forgotten my screen name and did a search a few months back here to find myself, but figured I’d been deleted. It’s very comforting to discover that this is still here.

<—-check out the picture of 18 year old me: rawr. I won’t be updating it, its very freeing to get to write like an immature punk kid and have no one be the wiser. But, for the record, I am definitely a much sexier beast now, and my webcam takes mucho better pictures.

I am engaged, and an adult these days. I’m engaged to….(dun dun dun) my former boss at the restaurant I worked at in college (that’s right, look back a mere 6 entries or so to October 2005 to learn about my secret crush on the man). We’ll be married next April, which translates to: I’ll be paying for a lot of people to show up and see how pretty I look in my wedding dress. Weddings are annoyingly and extravagantly expensive, and I, unfortunately, am not immune to the disease of being willing to pay to have a "good" one. Hey, don’t judge, I never had a debutant ball-I want people to see me in my big poofy dress.

I’m not an insomniac person: I *love* to sleep, but I am here surfing the internet because…I can’t(?). My brain goes into this speed drive thing, and I can’t shut it off even though I’m exhausted. I spent the hour from 2am to 3am reading "Undead and Unwed" (which I’ve read before) to try and knock myself back out and distract myself thoroughly enough to trick my brain into quitting the buzz-didn’t work. I spent the half hour following staring at the ceiling and saying "ohmmm" in my mind to try and drown out the chatter-clearly, this also didn’t work. I logged on to my computer to check my bank account to see if the $730 they mistakenly took out of my account has be returned yet, but the bastards are doing site maintainance, so no relief there. I wrote them a nasty letter anyways via the handy "contact us" link on their page. Next up: I’ll try reading Robert Ludlam, not because he’s a boring author, but because he’s so incredibly detailed in his description of everything that it should be at least twice as exhausting as "Undead and Unwed" was. I’ve got to work a wedding tomorrow, and I need my strength to get through the day (I’m a banquet manager, and weddings are their own special breed of trying and exhausting).

Thanks for the "listen."

Have a good night!