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I just had hours and hours of good sex (and the city, that is). Lisa and I had our annual Sex and the City marathon this weekend. We had a late start, but were able to finish up the first two seasons thus far. It doesn’t sound like we watched a lot, but we did. The first season had 12 episodes and the second season had 18, and at a half hour a pop, we’re talking about 15 hours of sex. We will have to finish them up in the coming weeks. I’m glad we are starting from the beginning again because I rarely watch the first season. It just wasn’t as good as the others, but as I watch the show in order, I find myself hating Carrie a lot more. She’s so petty and dramatic most of the time early on and I never really noticed it that much until now. But in any case, I did see my favorite episode, “Ex and the City,” which is the very last episode in season two. It’s the one where Carrie finds out about Big and Natasha’s engagement, Samantha dates Mr. Cocky, Charlotte tries to ride a horse again, and Miranda and Steve try to be “friends.” Now that’s quality right there. Sigh. I am missing that show so much. I’m missing good TV in general. I miss having good Sunday night TV, whether it be SATC, The Sopranos, or Six Feet Under. I only watch The Simpsons and Arrested Development now and even then, they’re not always new either.

It’s weird that I will have to write “2005.” My hand can not write fives very well. It will take me a long time to get used to. On a side note, last night was the first night in a very long time (like 4 years) that I fell asleep with my belt on. I forgot my packed overnight bag for the marathon and didn’t have anything to wear to bed. I know that I could’ve borrowed some clothes from Lisa, but I just fell asleep during the show and didn’t wake up until 9:00am. My stomach is still sore from the belt, but I just thought that it was the randomest thing that I’ve done in a while.

I had a lot of fun though. It was nice because we’ve all seen the episodes, so we were able to talk over them and add interesting tid-bits or comment on them and that’s the funnest part. Lisa and I get each other so well…we share a great sense of biting humor, cynicism and she gets my jokes and obscure references and quotes, which isn’t surprising because that is usually one of my prerequisites when looking for a roommate, heh. It seemed like I lived with her a lot longer than a year. I kinda miss living with my friends partially because I am really lazy and time spent with them would entail just going home, but I can say the same thing for living with Josh, so it’s a tough trade-off. Living with Josh hasn’t been too hard of a transition, so I am very happy about that. I just hate that I end up waking him when I go to work in the morning. I feel bad. He is such a light sleeper. I was fortunate enough to have deep sleepers as roommates in the past, so I am working on it. I compiled a list of roommates that I’ve had since the start of college and I believe the count is up to 19. Wow, 19 people that I’ve lived with in approximately 6 years, including summer sublets and everything. That is crazy. And I’ve only had problems with one roommate so far, so I guess that’s not bad. It would’ve helped if I knew that she had problems with every single roommate she’s ever had in the past, but I guess I had to learn the hard way. Oh well. I still can’t believe that it’s been exactly 3 years since all of that drama and I hardly ever think about it at all anymore. It’s strange how time can either make things better or worse and in this case, it has made it more tolerable. I usually hate leaving things unresolved, but in that case, it was the best option. I hate drama.

As this year begins, I am hoping for it to be as drama free as possible and I hope that it is FUN. And I hope all of my friends have fun as well. We are getting old too fast, so we must seize every opportunity.