Ouch. This song hurts tonight. Damn you Thank you, Susan Boyle, for sending me fleeing back to Les Mis. BTW, your voice makes me shiver my timbers. I'm just sayin.

Actually I'm in a pleasent mood. Work was good. The group of kids we momentarily have are great kids. It was an easy night. A little heavy on the baby talk, but nice. Cari found out today she's having a boy. Don't get me wrong - I'm happy for her, and I know how much she wants to have a baby and can't wait. And I'm genuinely excited for her. But on the proverbial other hand, really? There's nothing else going on? Really? I just don't get it.

Maybe I'm just bored with things lately. Scratch that: I'm definetely bored with things lately. I probably shouldn't say that - I'm just asking for trouble. The fact of the matter is that now that I'm finally feeling good about things again, I'm ready for the next part to start. I want my next challenge. I want the next thing to begin. And it will, I'm just impatient.

I feel like I've gotten to the point where I've got all I can out of my current situation. Which when I think about it, is a lot. I've been reading through old entries from chicago, college, and when I first got here to IN. And I can't believe how different I am, how much I've grown and changed. I had a really great relationship, and I've survived after it ended. I found something I'm really good at and enjoy doing. I'm more comfortable with myself and being me than I ever have been in my life. I think my writing has improved a lot. Unlike Chicago, which I still feel like I fled from, I think here I accomplished what I needed to. So I guess the thing I'm focusing on now, the question is: what now? What next?
So I had a dream last night in which I was the cast of Les Mis. Like, the whole cast. It was odd. I really belted out the ballads though, so kudos to my dream-self. Except during "Come to Me" I wept inconsolably, as is my wont.

You guys, I need to get to Seattle. Like, now. In a major way. I can't stop thinking about it. I'm definetely going to get there by the end of the year if only for a visit. I have no clue what it is about that city, but it calls my name. It says "Psst...Braaaaaaaaaaaad...come to me...another day is dying..." and now I'm slipping into verse. Ah well.

Good morning so far. Woke up, made me some very good espresso, caught up on some reading. It's a little boo-worthy because Cari called in to work today. Which means it will be me and K all night. *headdesk* That's what I get for picking up my days off. Oh well.

And tonight: The gym *cue oh fortuna*. My fat ass needs to get back to the treadmill. actually I've lost a few more pounds without even going to the gym, but now I wanna be all buff and studly


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