Good Things

1) My best friend from college is bringing her daughter and four of her friends into the city tomorrow for Savannah's 16th birthday. I had thought I would neet them after their dinner and show and have a couple of drinks with Kelly after the show. So when I talked to Kelly tonight to confirm this plan, she said, "What are you talking about? I have a 10th row ticket to "Billy Elliott" for you!" So I will get to see a show and then spend the night in a hotel with my old friend, drinking wine and talking about how we are both managing, in fine operatic fashion, to fuck up our lives.

2) Miss Midwesterly has invited me to dinner in Westchester on Tuesday, and I will finally get to meet her dog Sprocket.

3) I felt the earthquake yesterday, but just thought it was a big truck passing by. Idiot.

4) I am not sad all the time anymore. Now I'm only sad SOME of the time.

5) I have decided to bag the internet dating thing after one perfectly acceptable date with a perfectly nice, age-appropriate man. I realized about halfway through our date that I just don't have the energy to try to be charming and clever. So I'm going back to being plain old me. I'm done trying to be interesting or special, and I'm going back to being average ole me, with my average ole life. This is a very liberating thing. I just don't have "winning" in my repertoire right now. Too fucking exhausting.

6) The handsome Scot may have saved me and/or Roni from something terrible happening, just by being with us on Saturday night. He foiled a creep who followed us home from Coney Island! Weird story for another post. So cheers, handsome Scot, and thanks for everything.