Now, my cousin, whom I have not seen in years (my wedding, maybe?) emails me today and via a series of blog linking has ended up here, at Eva Las Vegas, and thinks, "hmmm, that girl looks familiar" and "Hey, it's Kristin, my cousin" and so she emails me and I am all "DUDE!" because really, how friggin cool is the Internet!?
AND, yesterday afternoon my phone rings and the person says, "Are you home?" and there is only one other person besides me who starts conversations off in the middle and that is my high school boyfriend and so he came over and, despite the fact that I looked like HELL, I let him in the door and we had a great little catch up and really, I am the poster-child for amicable breakups because I am still friends with the 3 or so guys that I had truly serious relationships with, and he so didn't care that I looked like hell and I think that is because when we see each other it is with the blessing of teen-memory rose colored glasses.
When I called Hugh to tell him he sort of huffed and said, "I am sure you would be equally ok if one of my ex-girlfriends came over" and honestly folks, if they weren't all tweakers and nightmares, I would be. He had to agree. But, cute that he was a little jealous, right?
Today, I am counting on my college physics professor to pop up, or maybe that asshole who fired me for not transferring calls to him while he was in the bathroom.
Because, this week? It's a small, small world.
There is a lot to say about yesterday, but since I haven't made a decision yet, or even really talked about it with Hugh (who is in Seattle, or San Jose, or Monterey... I forget) I am holding off... I will tell you this: it is a lot more than I bargained for. I thought if I was lucky I might score a monthly or bi-monthly writing gig, however, this is LOTS of writing EVERY month and, well, EXCITING, so just hang with me, ok?