The yearly "Swearing Off"

So it's been awhile since my last post and there are a few things that I can say.

-Beer and laptops do not mix. Especially when it involves your roommate/very close friend. And it's her fault that your laptop is not working anymore. And it's a touchy subject because neither of you are very good with confrontation and you're on pain medication and irritable.

-If you want a housewarming party filled with adorable, available men, have it on a day when you know there will be bad weather. That way you can invite all of your girlfriends knowing they wont show up, and all of your male friends who decided to brave the weather will bring their cute friends that you've never met before. Oh, and have a foosball table.

-If you do too many things involving your wrists, you have a very high likliehood of developing tendonitis, carpal tunnel, or both. Those things include: moving lots of furniture/decorating new apartment, takings ceramics/intro to wheel throwing, taking many classes that involve typing, getting really involved in sign language, and playing guitar. All at the same time. Damn.
a. Steroids suck big time. Especially Prednisone. It doesn't matter how much inflammation they reduce. They suck. Vicodin sucks too, but not nearly as much. It just gives you fucked up dreams about tiny dinosaurs that try to lick you so you kick them into a sliding glass door.


-If you fill out one of those stupid questionnares on Facebook entitled "25 things about me"...try to put things that are actually somewhat interesting that everyone doesn't already know about you, like: any muted jazz trumpet (especially Miles Davis) makes me weak in the knees and all tingly in my nether regions.

-When you hear from a friend in Ecuador, even if you're feeling particularly shitty at the moment, put on a happy face and actually try to have a decent conversation.

-Girlfriends are incredible, enough said.



So in other news, I've decided to willfully remove myself from the dating scene for six months. I feel like there are so many other things that I really need to focus on. It feels bad to say this but it's been a wake up call lately hanging out with a good friend of mine. She's in her mid-twenties and obsessed with men. Almost desperate around them. It's given me a good dose of what not to do. So it's done. If I am asked out, I will say "I'm flattered, but I'm not dating right now. If you want to hang out, I'm up for that, but nothing more."
Ok maybe not exactly that, but something to that degree.
And it's already been two months since I last had sex. And I've never gone more than six. So I'm not sure yet whether I'm going to consider sex a part of this whole deal. We'll see. Eight months without might just break me.

Wish me luck.