I think he just wanted to get out of paying rent.

So the reason that I haven't updated this since I swore I was going to, is because my entire life has been turned upside down this past week. If you would have asked me two weeks ago what I would be doing, my response would not have been this.

Remember how I had the building inspector coming? Yeah, turns out that he deemed my apartment "unsuitable for human habitation" and "evacuated us. We had until Tuesday to move out. This was on Friday.

(insert insane, maniacal laughter here)

So I talked to my parents and my dad (my glorious, wonderful father) had me just get movers set up to move my stuff so I wouldn't have to do it all by myself and with my strong friends (although Jackie and Eric did totally help out, which makes them near deities in my book [and Robin, I will mention, has helped me move every single other time, so she definitely deserves recognition, although she was not physically here this time])

On Monday night, I got the keys and did a load with Eric, and then Tuesday moved the rest of my stuff. I love LOVE my new apartment. It is an amazing step forward. It is spacious and clean and quiet.... wonderful. My kitty cat is all happy and I am happy and although I am exhausted, I am excited to go back home after work and unpack more. The picture to this blog is of my kitchen table in my new apartment... it looks so rustic italian... I don't know how that happened. It makes me want to drink Chianti (which I have) and eat pasta (which I have) with good friends (which I have) and listen to Dean Martin's Volare (which I also have... apparently I need to have a dinner party, hrm?)

Also, this weekend was St Patricks, which as you all know is my favorite of holidays. I usually end up drunk off my ass making out with someone (or has been the case, more than one person. Ha!) . This year however, my exboyfriend Joe was in town for the weekend and we spent the evening together.

It was really good seeing him. I haven't seen him for about two years I think and it was nice being able to catch up. He lives in San Francisco now as a litigation lawyer. We went out to dinner at Coquette Cafe which is delightful french cuisine (I had Coq Au Vin, and pinot noir, in case you were wondering) and then we went back to my place and played Bethumped (which is a board game about linguistics... it was very fun).

What else is going on...

I think that is it. I have sort of been doing this little email dance with Kevin (one of the guys from Indianapolis, the one I incidentally have a crushy crush on) and so that is kind of fun. It's crap though that we are in different cities (okay, different states too) because it is hard to kick the charm up to 11 (although, there really is no such thing as Nicki less than 11, I will say again) but you know... I am just so damn cute in person and it's hard to convey cuteness via email.

Although I think I do a good job of it on here, so I don't know what my issue is.

So there was just a 30 minute delay between this sentance and the last because I was on the phone with stupid ATT for my high speed home interneting (because I don't get enough of it here [side note: I have been here for almost three hours and haven't really even looked at my work.]) and I had to give Pat her break and as I was walking away she goes "Are you losing weight?" and I said, "Well, I don't know, am I?" She said "Yeah, you are looking thinner."

I guess the lenten sacrifices are paying off. And the fucking pilates.

ON FIRE!!