Playing House

i'm home in flemington for two weeks house sitting for a friend. she has a one bedroom condo and two cats. i'm having a really good time because although i lived away from home for four years in college, and currently live away from home in the city, i've always had roommates. i've never really lived by myself. i'm still not really living by myself because i go home every day after work and have dinner at my family's house. my mom said that i should really do this completely alone and by my own food and everything, to which i replied why would i want to spend money on two weeks of groceries when i could eat at home for free? it's kind of weird to leave my house after dinner and sleep somewhere else. i don't mind it, and i'm not scared (i thought i would be), it's just bizarre. hopefully when i get my own place that's really mine i will feel different. i'm really excited to have my own place that i can do whatever i want with. i won't have to incorporate anyone else's decorations, or make room for other people's food in the kitchen, or ask someone if they need the bathroom before i get in the shower. i can just do my own thing. i shouldn't get too excited though, because i still have over 3 months left on the lease of my nyc apartment, and after that's over and i move back home i have to save money to buy my own place. i'm not even close right now.

in other news, on the drive home from work today i was behind my archenemy The Link the whole time. i swear i saw some red paint on the back bumper.

A Poem For My Car, Ruby, Whom I Have Had Since 2004, And Until An Unfortunate Encounter With A Bus This Morning, Had Mantained A Perfect Red Paint Job

in all our years together, never did i think
that your front end would end up under the bumper of The Link.

Get Ready To Get LOST

i had gotten myself all in a tizzy about the season premier of LOST two weeks ago, and then i quite forgot to write about it. (okay i just finished reading "the age of innocence" and apparently the language and syntax rubbed off on me a little more than i realized. i'm going to go for 21st century english now.) so where was i? oh. right. LOST. long story short, it was awesome. i had incredibley high expectations, and the show did not disappoint. some very interesting things have gone down, and some new questions have been asked. i'm already uncomfortable with the fact that sun is working with charles widmore. i'm also nervous that something bad is going to happen, causing penny and desmond to get separated again. they are my favorite tv couple of all time. i'm still wary of ben, although clearly the show wants you to start trusting him a little bit now. i have to say though, if it was me, i would do what hurley did and turn myself over to the cops for crimes that i didn't commit in order to escape his psycho-stare. last week, the world of us faithful viewers was undeniabley rocked when it was revealed that the ultimate bad guy, charles widmore himself, was on the island in 1950-something. big happenings are in the works for tomorrow night. can you feel it? i can.