time off

My roommate has flown the coop for Vegas for a few days. I can't tell you how happy I am.

Her departure has also coincided with a two-and-a-half day vacation for me, which, in this business, is like having a week off. It's just what I needed - especially because all hell breaks loose with my schedule starting this weekend for about ten days or so.

It's been really great - I went off and saw some nature on Monday, saw TRANSFORMERS yesterday (which was awesome!), fired up the PlayStation for the first time in a while, and rented a couple of movies (I'm still knocking off the Oscar-nominated flicks - watched 2 in the last two days).

And I've hung out a lot with Snapple. I'd call it a relationship, I guess, but we're still using the term "dating", and not "boyfriend/girlfriend". Which is a good thing, because I keep having these mini-freak-outs, or "relationship allergy attacks", if you will. You know, everything will be fine, and then I'll suddenly have the urge to make out with every girl in the bar. Not because I really want to, mind you, but to prove that I can. It's just difficult for me to turn that "single" mindset off.

OK, off to the local Blockbuster to return said movies, and then to the gym (which I have definitely been cheating on lately)...