It's Random Thought Monday! Woo!

RT #1: It is ALMOST Halloween!! I have a good friend coming in to town, and lots of drinking to do, so I am getting really excited! I need to not eat this week in order to avoid feeling like a whale in my costume, which for the record is not all that skanky. I am just hoping the weather holds out, I am not really feeling the huge-coat-over-the-costume look.

RT#2: My birthday is fast approaching. I need to figure out what I want to do. I think I will drag some friends (that means you, Gigi!) out to the bar. Of course I love my bar, but there is a bar down the street with ridiculous dance music and slutty older women that I always get a kick out of, so I may need to go there too. Either that or plan the party Roomie and I have been wanting to have, where it's only girls and you have to wear an old prom/bridesmaid/whatever dress that you would never get to wear again otherwise. That should be hilarious, but I think I may want to wear a fun new outfit and go out.

By the way, my birthday is Nov. 3 and what I REALLY want is to be able to say President Obama next January.

RT#3: Lawyer keeps asking me what I want for my birthday. I told him an elephant. We shall see what he comes up with. I told him "nothing" but that did not fly, even though I did actually mean it. I would be fine with a card. 24 is a little depressing for some reason, so I am not wanting any huge deal.

RT#4: I am pretty sure that my neighbors hate me for the activity that was going on in my apartment/room last night. At least, I would hate me if I were them. How fucking embarrassing.

RT#5:It is time for me to face the music and start seriously thinking about school next year. I haven't even been able to bring myself to look at the school websites to start to get organized. What is wrong with me?? Am I going to be working a shitty job the rest of my life because I am too scared/unmotivated to do otherwise? Am I just not ready yet?

RT#6: I found out last week that Roomie was sleeping with her new BF and hadn't told me. I felt betrayed that she was holding out on me. I feel like I tell her 98% of what I ever think and it really hurt me that she "couldn't figure out how to bring it up". How about "hey, so, me and Shakespeare are doing it"? Not that hard. I told her I wanted my friendship necklace back. I only half meant it.

RT#7: I have this weirdo neighbor guy that is overly interested in my dog. Last night I saw him and he identified me as "cutest dog in the world"'s mom, and asked if my dog was enjoying the fall weather. Huh?

RT#8: I have other stuff to talk about that is too long for a random thought, so it will get it's own post.