sushi/saki/sapporo=good. 3 hours of sleep before work=bad.
since i am sitting around waiting to be tired (sooner would be better than later, due to the fact that it is 3:29 AM and i must be at work at 9:30), i decided to stop and take a look around at how the new year is treating me. decidedly differently, actually.

- got an apartment, which i move into on the 7th of february.

- quit this job and accquired this one. yeah, i've been applying there for the past year and a half, so all i can say is: finally. and i am glad; it's a good job with good people.

- got a boyfriend, which hasn't happened for a little over two years. i am a bit nervous and skittish, but i suppose that is to be expected. this is the most influential difference out of everything on my little improptu-list, in terms of the day to day. i mean, there isn't a day that goes by that i don't see him. most nights we spend with each other as well. logically, i know i should to take a step back and assess: i have only been dating this guy for a little over a month. we spend almost all of our time together. what in the hell is going on here? but you know, i really don't feel like doing that right now. i am truly enjoying his company (and other attributes :), and i have a hard enough time convincing myself that i am not somehow going to screw this up/me out of a good thing simply because it is a good thing without 'assessing' those types of topics. so i am officially going to let it ride.

he is a dj (obviously), and i have to say it is... strange to overhear random girls talking about him when i go to the bathroom at some club, or listen to some guy up at the dj booth talking excitedly about how they got bake to sign his t-shirt. (yeah, my boyfriend signs autographs. too funny. :) also, the hours are murder because of my new morning schedule. i am still awake now because we went to kobe (a during and after-hours sushi restaurant in baltimore that was seriously fucking hip) saturday night. ryan and miah's set was from 2-4, during which they beyond rocked the after-hours; the place was packed. we got home at around 6, went to bed at 8 or so. slept until 3:30 pm... and here i sit. awake, as previously mentioned. dammit. i love to watch him spin, though. he is good, confident, and has fun with it. when someone has an entertaining talent, and it is obvious that they love what they do, it becomes appealing to everyone watching.

as an added bonus, did i mention that the man has excellent taste in clothing? it's all in good fun, mom. :)

okay. sleep. now. but first, a little bit of funny ha-ha that i shamelessly stole from the sleaze site: come on, now. you know you want it. i'm a giver, after all.