THE UPDATE

Listening to: Sigur Ros
Mood: Bleh. Lonely. Hmmph

I haven't posted anything worth reading lately. I've been a busy girl! The site changes are obvious I guess. I'm still not sure how I feel about it - and I'm not sure how comfortable I am with being Girl Unglued no longer, but I guess it's been a year now. It's time to move on. And being Girl Reglued doesn't exactly have the same ring to it. I've grown a tad, and realized some things...and I guess a new website logo thingy is just the thing I needed. Or something. There I go putting emotional value on something as dumb as a logo. Leave it to me...

I've been sorta lonely tonight. I needed my time and my space and my Wendy stuffs, but I tried contacting almost everyone I knew and I still came up empty. Sometimes I feel abandoned, and other times I know it's in my head. I'm not abandoned, maybe I just have some real shitty timing. Loo, answer your phone.

But either way, I've been busy the past few weeks with everything. Family and life and romance and work. I haven't been "burdened" or anything - just sorta stressed out. Tonight is my night to relax, and relaxing I am. Gots my beers, and my chill out music - and some fish that are cute. I think things are going well.

It's been a long time since I've lived with somebody. A long time and a year might seem total opposites to someone I guess. After everything I've experienced the past year - I think it HAS been a long time since I've shared anything as intimate as my space with somebody. We're doing great. My place doesn't look like it did before - and that's a good thing. But, in all honesty I'm really looking forward to moving out of here and getting a place of OUR OWN. This still feels like "Wendy's apartment". That isn't a bad thing, but I guess when someone like me attaches some sort of value on it like "struggle and independence" it sorta confuses everything. We really need to find a Wendy and Rob place. We will be doing that soon - but I am enjoying this time to myself for now. I've got a lot of reflections to make and a lot of thoughts to either ignore or think about I guess. Nobody said that this would be easy. It hasn't been hard though - it's just been an adjustment. And I've never been good with change.

Tomorrow everybody will be in Bismarck to check out Gavyn. He's doing SO GREAT. He's the cutest baby in the world and he sounds like a duck when he talks. You can't get much better than that. He might be home by next Thursday. That would be so great for mama!! ... I'm in love with another man, and he's not even 7 pounds.

We got a new keyboard the other night. Mr Phillips was on hand to entertain us while we made our selection. BLAAAM. I miss you Bed Humper. But the whole space bar thing is great. It's keyboardalicious as Rob would say. I could get used to this, and it's not one of those gay-ass ergonomic keyboards either. And it types so nice. I'm in spacebar heaven. Now all we need is a new mouse.

I need to do laundry like crazy.

My plants are KICKING ASS. Rob put in this plant light thingy and they're all just loving it. Everybody is having babies in this place. He brought 3 plants and they're doing great too. And we have 5 goldfish for the time being. They're eventually going to be food for the pirhanas, but there is this one we cleverly named SPOT that swims up and down and up and down. That's all he really does. His tail is big and pretty, and he's good at swimming. So he might just be spared from the wrath of the pirhanas. We like quirky animals. Now all we need is a big strange cat.

Wow, it's 1am and the neighbors are all kinds of partying.

It's Sandy's 24th birthday tomorrow. She'll probably get married this summer to Stefan. It's hard for me to belive that I'll be the last of us to have babies or get married. I'm the oldest, I should get to experience more than just getting a driver's license first. But I guess all of that will come in time. Or maybe there is something greater out there for me to experience. It's hard to tell these days. I've been feeling like a chicken running around with its head cut off, just doing 100 things at once, or at least thinking of 100 things at once. That's why I'm giving my brain a break tonight. I did my dishes, straightened up the living room and took out the trash. Now all I am missing is family to come here and love me.

And they're totally going to.