bye bye JP

It makes me incredibly sad that JP is moving out to live with his girlfriend of 1 month. I can't really articulate why. In many ways - it feels like I'm losing my best friend. Well - he has never been my "best" friend - but he has been a very close friend - and since my birthday - he has been acting very strange - to me - to Kat - to everyone --- and it saddens me...because it's never nice to lose someone you care about...and a little insulting - the way he was doing it...oh well - I suppose I'll be better off without him.

The good news is I *believe* the new subletter will be cool. I have high hopes.

I think this is all mixed with a bunch of things. Two horrible dates. (Oh - to ADD to my list of things NOT to do boys...don't SUGGEST we go to the Met Art Museum - then RACE through the entirety of BOTH modern art wings (COMPLETE WITH VAN GOGHS I MIGHT ADD!) - the 19th century European wing - and EGYPT wing - in UNDER 40 minutes - then proclaim "Don't you wish your squiggles were worth millions of dollars." I think a little bit of my soul died right there. It then continued to suffer as I was told that mummies don't contain dead people. (I'm sorry - WHAT is a mummy if it doesn't have a dead person in it!?)

And DON'T be perfectly amazing and say we should do this again when are you free - and when the girls says - Oh - I have two house seats to the Opera on Saturday - do you want to go - and you say yes - ignore her follow-up e-mails and text. At least say NO - so she can give the ticket to someone else. Fortuantely - Miss Danielle stepped in and was a MARVELOUS last minute date - and we got to experience the delicious Anvil Chorus of Il Trovatore! (Which I've since downloaded and can't stop listening to.)

It's so tempting to just say screw it to everything and run off and be an opera singer. I've never gotten so much positive feedback on anything - and I love it! And it would be so freeing to be as fat as I wanted and have it not matter. The Met is the one place that still holds magic for me. I live/work/laugh/cry/wine/dine with Broadway people and Ballerinas...but the opera is untainted. It still glistens when I look at it - and every now and then - I get dressed up for it! (As I did with Danielle and Saturday! We even treated ourselves to chichi crabcakes beforehand!)

Sigh ----- dreams.....