I hope that that woman who was super freaking scary to me about my whole sticker-counterfeiting-thing is having a good old chortle to herself, in her home (otherwise known as Hell) this weekend. Because now it has been over a week since the whole debacle happened, along with her threat that someone high up would be contacting me “within a day or two,” so I am guessing that I’m in the clear? And that she was just eeevil? (Like the fruiiiits of the deviiiil.)

Of course, it’s entirely possible that in writing the above paragraph, I have tempted fate and will immediately get taken Downtown by, like, the SWAT team or something.

Five, four, three, tw- OW!

J/k.

Do you want to hear my good news as of late? There is a multitude. First off, I am kicking undergrad ASS in my new classes. I mean, big surprise. Twenty-six-year-old girl with a few graduate classes under her belt goes back into the undergrad program, taking Drawing 1 and Color Theory with 19-year-olds, and does well?? It’s not press-stopping time, but it’s a tiny success for me, after my crazy tumultuous last few months.

The funny thing is that I look so young that I really don’t think my professors have any idea that I’m not a typical undergrad student yet. I’m thinking (hoping) that, when I do eventually have any sort of in-depth conversation with them, they’ll glean that I’m, like, old and stuff, but as of now, two weeks in, I just seem like a really great student. Which is fun. I feel like one half of an identical-twin set who has been stringing the teacher along with identity switcheroos.

Also, I am LURVING my little apartment. My birthday is this Thursday and my mom had the creative idea to send me houseplants from 1800flowers.com or something, so I now have my first ever real plants with nice pots. They look great with my acid green walls.

And work is going well. It is very nice to just be there three shifts a week now that classes are back in. Very frightening how easily a crappy, student-type job can take over your entire brain and conversation when you have to work it 5-6 shifts per week. Also, did I mention that the money is excellent?

Thank you, tourists! You are keeping me afloat!

Finally, OH MY GOD YOU GUYS, I AM IN LOVE. Yes. For some reason I hadn’t ever gotten around to writing about him (could that be because I…barely write? Er…), but for the past three or so months, I have had a male BFF. He’s another server at work and for some reason I have no recollection of him beyond about six months ago, when we first started chatting, but anyway, things developed and right around the time I moved into that mansion, he and I started hanging out outside of work. Before long, I was seeing him probably every other day, and speaking to or texting him every day. We would go to the coffee shop and get bubble tea and play board games, or watch videos in his apartment, or go to dinner, or go out boozing, or go to bingo. We were in each others’ pockets.

I could tell, after a short while, that he sort of like-liked me, but it was at the exact same time that I met and started up with ex-Manfriend, so nothing ever happened. True to how decent he is, he never made any sort of move, no matter how many shots we’d done that night.

But now it’s been almost a month since Manfriend bit the dust, and he and I finally had The Big Talk that was, like, three months coming, and now we are together. And oh my god, it is bliss. He knows me so well, and yet he still…is interested! It is incredible! And whereas for ages I had never really seen him in a physically cute way, now I suddenly think he’s just the most adorable human being ever.

Holy shit! I freaking love him!

You guys, if nothing catastrophic happened, I am seriously going to marry this boy. Mark my words.