All's Well That Ends-- What? Puppies With Rabies?

I always forget how much I love Florez! They are so spectacular. A new Florez EP made me happier than two Sonic Diet Cokes. And I spoke to him without passing out. Or insulting him, or saying anything awkward. People dancing make me laugh, also. I've never seen anyone dance with both hands in their back pockets, just swaying along with the music before, it was ridiculous in the best way. It did feel counterintuitive rocking out to a song called "Women Are Crazy" (like puppies with raaaaaabies.)

But, I'm pretty happy about life in general right now. I think things are going kind of fabulously in my life. These last couple of days I've found it pretty difficult to get upset about anything. Except school, and how dumb it is. But even that hasn't really bothered me that much.

I'm going contra dancing Friday night, and I'm pretty excited about it. Oh, with my boyfriend. That's right. Can I say that? I hope he doesn't read this, it would be kind of embarrassing. Can I call him that? Well, I just did. I'm going contra dancing Friday night with my boyfriend, who is pretty great. There.

I'm also killer at my job, and am enjoying it immensely.

And I'm working on my thesis, which is a novel. A NOVEL! Instead of a huge paper, I get to write a novel. How great is my life right now?

(Although, when Milo died the other night on 24, I was pretty upset. I was just getting to really like Milo a lot, what with his snappy one-liners, bravery in the face of gun-wielding danger, and that aggrexx kissing moment he had with Nadia ((NADIA, MAN I hate her, almost more than Audrey. Okay, that's a lie, I freakin detest Audrey.)) I thought why, 24, why? Why bring Milo back just to shoot him ruthlessly in the forehead with a pistol?)

But other than that, things are stellar.