The Gipper called me once yesterday, around lunch time. A far cry from his multiple times everyday. I wonder if he's consciously cutting back. weaning himself off of me for the time being so to speak. I did get him to commit to a Sunday brunch, and I actually think he's thinking of going to this place in Exton (i think) that he's mentioned a couple of times. A trip, albeit small one, with him would be nice. I love the time I get to spend with him. We'll see how his social plans wrap up for the weekend and if he remembers and if we really go. I hope so!
I've been checking out apartments online. I've been looking in NJ since I think to start, I really need to focus on the biggest bang for my buck, which of course will be in NJ. Allison Apts and Ryans Run ( I think this is where Mini Me's boyfriend lives) look promising. The house needs to sell first, or at least go under contract. My Feb horoscope, from several sources, hints that this may be the month for that to happen. Hopefully!
I didn't get to study last night. I really need to do that to pass those frickin GRE's. Once that's done, I'll be in to Drexel's program, and then I can start focusing on that. I guess I really need to start focusing NOW.
2:00pm - The Gipper just texted me. He has a gift for me. Just something small, a quick thank you, he said. He thinks I don't know, but it's baklava he had delivered to his office for something (I saw on facebook, but then let him erase it thinking I hadn't seen yet!) and he saved some for me. Very sweet. He said it's for putting up with all of his shit. At least he knows how good he is as dishing it out. Hah! He's getting all shy about the dates he's going on, all of a sudden. Either he's been thinking about what it must feel like for me, or someone tipped him off as to the extent of his assholishness. Either way I suppose it's for the better. I don't really need to hear all the gorey details, although I do like keeping tabs on him. He went to the Linkin Park concert with his sister and her husband. He wasn't mentioning it so I figured maybe he was going to bail on them. Glad to know he has some scruples. Of course it took the flavor of the, um.. hour? (I know I'm mean) Vietnamese this time. From King of Prussia, has an MS in electrical engineering, but with the economy is now in nursing school. He said she's quirky. He likes quirky. he likes not being able to read someone. I think he likes the challenge of it. I hope he realizes that not being able to read someone is not a good basis of a long term committed relationship. If you can't read someone, how are you supposed to be able to plan together, build a life, etc, etc? I really hope this ends well for all of us: him, me, and all the girls whose hearts he's going to break (hopefully, I'm not one of them!)
Rabbis Daughter invited me to Maggianos tonight, spur of the moment. It's supposed to be icing later, but I have my car and could use the bonding time. Of course, one of my other friends is asking if I'm going to the Renaissance/Collab happy hour on Thursday night. I may try and go, It might be a slightly different crowd.
And then I have to get some study time in! I have to figure out a way to pay for this second test coming up.
How have I not kept up with my blog before. Look how much I've written and it's only a day's worth. And I haven't even gone to dinner with the girls! Oh, the Shrink may be there as well. Why do I always feel like she's ever so slightly judging me. And not in a shrink-like way but in a Russian Jewish mother way.
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