My mother keeps telling me I need to update my blog. I've said, I don't have much to say, and when I do, I say it in the form of Facebook status updates. I've gotten out of writing habit. Well, here's to trying to get back into it.
A lot has happened. I moved to a new apartment and now live by myself. My sister said, "Once you live by yourself, you'll never want to have roommates again." I agree.
I graduated with an MBA. I have a job doing federal human capital consulting and get to stay in DC, but I don't start for over a month, so I'm enjoying watching the World Cup, doing yoga, reading on my new Kindle (thanks for the grad present, Mom & Dad), drinking, visiting friends and family, and going to the pool. Summer vacation is fun.
My sister got engaged to a pretty cool dude. She's planning the most nontraditional wedding there will ever be. I'm still painfully single and awkward as ever.
I just returned from my 5-year college reunion, and my favorite people are doing well and are still silly and inappropriate.
I was in a film competition that didn't advance, but I still had a lot of fun and was covered in fake blood. Some of the folks who made this film have gotten together to form a sketch comedy group that will be posting silly videos to the web each month. I will be partaking, but also using a stage name, because some of their language would make Trey Parker and Matt Stone cry, so I'm not trying to get fired from the job I haven't started yet. But at least I have something creative to do while I'm waiting for said job to begin. I've written a song about first dates and farting. No one said this would be highbrow comedy.
Welp, here's to trying to keep this thing updated again.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
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