I think I want to learn how to sew.

As I am generally a whore for all things pop culture, I am pretty darn obsessed with both Project Runway and America's Next Top Model. Since I am utterly incapable of taking a good picture, I doubt modeling is in my future. Therefore, I must learn to sew/draw so I can make my own clothes and/or be America's next big fashion designer. Obviously this is my true calling.

I'm going to lunch with an ex-boyfriend next week. This is bizarre to me. Just after we broke up, we were 'bffs.' Then we both pretty much fell off the face of the earth. Now I guess we're trying this whole reconnecting as 'bffs' thing. Actually, I doubt that's his reasoning for it. Maybe he just feels obligated? But I really don't know where he would get any sense of obligation towards being super-de-dooper friendly towards me all of a sudden. We're both in stable, happy relationships right now...at least I am. I really don't know much about his girlfriend, other than the fact that I think they've been dating for almost four years. Which means we haven't dated in approximately four and a half to five years. That doesn't seem right, so I might be off by a year or six months or so. Maybe time is really flying faster than I like to admit.

That really doesn't have anything to do with anything, except for the fact that I am talking to said ex-boyfriend on AIM as I write. ANTM from this evening is playing in the other room as I didn't really expect to spend this much time online. You know what they say about plans, mice, and men, right? I'm going to go rewind my guilty pleasure and really watch it. I don't think that I need to add that I love my DVR box, but I will add that anyway.

My goal is to attempt to write in this every day.

I really think I might succeed.

I spent the evening with one of my former roommates and her new roommate who teaches at my old school which isn't really my old school anymore. We spent the evening making chocolate lollipops. However, my friends, these were not just any chocolate lollipops. No, these were chocolate Vagina pops. I suppose it also depends on what you would like to call them as well. They go by many names: Vagina pops, Labia pops, and (my favorite!) Pussy pops. This is brilliance personified, really and truly.

Now, we were not making chocolate vaginas solely for our own amusement. These are chocolate vaginas with a message, a purpose. We're actually selling them as part of the V-Day campaign, which is pretty amazing. Check out some more about that at either www.vday.org or www.vdaywb.org.

I am extremely tired, and I have a nine hour work shift ahead of me tomorrow. I also think I am going to go to Best Buy and purchase Flight of the Conchords as it is now my new favorite television show ever. I wanted this blog to be more than just a brief discussion of the events of my daily life. But I also want to attempt to write in this on a daily basis, so some days I'm sure I won't have anything of major importance to write about, and I'm just going to have to deal with that for now.