Monday, January 29, 2001

another week goes by...

oh, i'm living the single girl life...and enjoying it. i'm able to do so much that i couldn't do while i was dating matthew. i swore to myself that i wouldn't date/hook-up with another co-worker....but who else do i know in this freakin' town? i guess it's not a bad thing. fun, in fact. but i should watch myself so i don't get too carried away.

i went to steven's pass with olke on saturday--so much fun! i'm deliriously proud of myself because i snowboarded all day and did a pretty decent job. i didn't fall at all on my very last run...given, it was the daisy chair lift run..but still! i was able to go down some blues without killing myself too...i definitely have a lot more confidence. most of the time, i was boarding with darlene, olke's new woman...so sad...she's *so* into him and i think he's having hesitations. i hope things work out. Jon also went, kickin' olke's butt in the snow--ha ha. another person went too...but i didn't see him...and i shouldn't have even been looking out for him...but i was. how sad.
then we all went to see the kronos quartet at the moore theatre...what a fantastic show. i need to go out and see more concerts, plays, ballets, etc...afterwards, we went to jeanne's bday party which was kinda dying down..but there were lots of people there that i knew that I hadn't talked to in awhile.

superbowl sunday. my first time watching the superbowl since..gosh, i don't know when...high school? this event kinda came and went while i was at smith...no one seemed to really take notice except for lori, the only die-hard football fan amongst my whole crowd of friends. i was disappointed in the commercials this year, which is what i was looking forward to. i mean, if you're going to spend x gazillion dollars per minute on an ad, be a little more creative.

i've decided my entries are super boring..but that's because i don't really divulge much. i'm more of a private person than i ever thought...at least when it comes to this. i only hint at the events of my real life.

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