Current location:	WORK, where else?
Current mood:	cranky
Current music:	paper being processed

Warning: I have no idea what I'm about to write!
I just realized that I haven't posted since September. And well, that's a long time (long enough to justify a sentence beginning with 'and'). This is likely because my life is rather boring. I work 8:30 to 5:30 every day, I go to the gym afterwards and get home just in time to shower, eat, watch tv and sleep. Sometimes with a trip to a bar and a little pool playing with the man somewhere in between. This is the reason I am taking a year off, to get bored with my life and find incentive to do something else- even if that something else is law school. I retook the LSAT at the beginning of this month, just to see what would happen, and got the exact same score as I did the first time. Awesome. Oh well, it was significantly harder than the first one (like 20x) and yet I got the same score, so maybe that means I got smarter but the test got accordingly harder. Typical.

Lots of trips are being planned right now. JJ and I are going on the much anticipated cruise to the Bahamas and Disneyworld with his fam in July. SOOO freakin excited. I've never been on a cruise, but I am all for getting wasted on tropical drinks and snorkeling and all that good stuff. Plus, you can't really go wrong with Disneyworld. JJ has his auditions coming up in the next few months so we are going to NYC sometime between February and March. Him to audition, me to wander around, attend a couple classes at Pace to check it out and apartment locale-hunting. It's so friggin intense that we are going to be moving over there in August. Huge fucking step in both of our lives, really exciting because New York is amazing. it'll be sad to leave Seattle tho, I love it here. I need to do some hardcore Seattlite-ing before I leave. I figure I need to go like climb around on the Fremont troll and take gay pictures, buy crap I don't need in Pike Place Market, and maybe take a ferry to nowhere in particular. I still haven't been to the EMP, although I've been told by EVERYONE that it sucks. Oh well, it's gotta happen sooner or later . .

One of my coworkers just got back from a trip to London and has been talking about it all morning. I secretly hate her because I am jealous. I want to go to London! Wait a minute, I'm jealous of a 35-year-old woman who still lives with her parents and therefore doesn't pay rent so can afford to take said trip. Sad? No, I'm still jealous.

On another note, I HATE WORKING IN A CUBICLE. I HATE WORKING WITH RETARDED LATE-30-SOMETHING SINGLE WOMEN WITH CATS!! GRARRRGH!