Does no one in AZ use connexion.org? I already know that answer. No.

So my friend from the old job text awhile back and said that there was the perfect guy for me. And she's been trying to set us up. While my interested is spiked, and I'm curious to find out who this guy is, I am doing all I can to not think about the future and the "what ifs." But I already have and thus jinxed the whole thing.

There's some optimism for you. hehe.

But I'm actually finally able to breathe freely again. My tests are over and I just finished up my oral presentation in Spanish!!! Yea me!

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Working and going to school Monday through Friday takes up a lot of my time. Sometimes I think that if I can just get to the weekend then everything will be all right. That's when I can go crazy, that's when I can have fun. There is time to be with my friends, I can just come undone.
I don't want to grow up too fast, I'll be part of the working force soon enough. As for now I love the good times and like to make them last. And I'm ready now to get it going, so where's the party?

madonna reinvention tour paris nobody knows me

Here is a decent video that I think best capures the energy on stage... it was amazing!

Top 5 this week

1) "Beautiful Love" - The Afters
2) "Jump" - Madonna
3) "The World is not Enough" - Garbage
4) "Nobody Knows Me" (Live) - Madonna
5) "Can't Take it In" - Imogen Heap

This Show is Over Say Goodbye

I don't want to face it. The notion has been creeping into the back of my mind for a few weeks now, if not a few months: There may not be anyone out there for me. I never thought of that. I just thought that I'd eventually meet the right guy. But with the prospect of leaving Phoenix in less than a year, for the first time in my life, I think that is true. At least for now that is the case. But I'm also taking that and trying to make it in my favor. I can concetrait on homework with out wondering if Mr. Right is going to pass me by. I do that a lot. And I'm sure therein lies the problem. But for so long I have wallowed in self pity that this wake up call is good... though I'd still like to find someone. There are lessons that I still need to learn... I know.

But further news on my boss... he and his partner and I went out Saturday night. They are fun to hang with. And I've decided that while I still have a crush on him, OF COURSE I'm not going to ever act on it. I'm not like that.

Madonna's tour is nearing its end. I can't believe that I saw her, and she let me sing into the mike and did a little dance in front of me. I knew that we were soul mates... lol.

cupio in tacitum

So I'm eating broccoli as a snack now days. I'm serious about getting that Roman-warrior body. Though I'm a far cry from it these days. Last night I went out with my boss. I have a huge crush on him... and I found out that he and his partner are in an open relationship. That got me to thinking: I will become very sexy, with my lean, tough, warrior body and get him drunk and seduce him. Yum.

He also informed me that he scored in the 99% on the PCAT. My competition allele came out of its dormancy and sprang to life.

He asked me if I was husband shopping. I told him that I'm in the store but I'm sitting in the lobby area. I'm not looking, but I'm not not looking. It'd be nice to find someone who seemed to get me and my unusual ways, and still liked me for me. Though I'm beginning to think that he is just as mythological as some of the ancient Roman heroes.

It's never easy to let go. Even when the evidence begins to increase, and all signs are pointing away, and there are even red flags and a few sirens, it's still hard to let go of someone who was a major part of your life.

But I know that for reasons I can't see clearly right now, I need to let go.

Breathe in, breath out.
I say a little prayer.
How the gods above, could be so unfair.

I know there's someone out there,
waiting for me.
There must be someone out there,
there just has to be.

Go on, go on.
Don't sit there like a fool.
You've graduated from a different kind of school.

I should be glad, that I'm alive.
It could have been much worse.
I might have never loved at all,
and known what I am worth.

How the gods above could be so unfair?

I know there's someone out there,
waiting for me.
There must be someone out there,
there just has to be.

School has begun and I'm taking up a valuable computer in the library to write this while waiting for my next class to begin. I'm finding that I'm not so good at interim stuff. But as long as there are emails to write and computers to disable for the truly scholarly seeking library information, I should be just fine.