A New Week
Ah, it’s Monday. I did a lot of partying this week. Revived my European drink (vodka Red Bull) and embarrassed myself, but had a good time as always. Am throwing my own party on Friday. Should probably get around to organizing that. I’ve dipped my toe back into the dating scene; got excited, but then apprehensive about my getting excited, and would rather have everything cancel out into a nonchalant cool. Only other thing that’s happening is I quit my job. This is my last week, then I’m off to the cottage for a week, for swimming and reading and relaxing. Hopefully, I will get so relaxed that I’ll come back to the city raring to go for September.