La vie...

A blog? What's that??

I don't blog because I have nothing to blog about... the only thing worth noting all week was that I went to a comedy show with my friends on Wednesday (which is actually a routine thing, except the comics and the friends may vary by week) and got juuuuuuust tipsy enough to kiss one of my friends. Not a big deal except that I think he's had a thing for me for a while, and I don't want to be more than friends with him, so I feel a little guilty, but hopefully he'll recognize it for what it was.

It is worth noting, however, that when he asked me "why?" (why do guys do that? that's the second time I've been asked why. it makes no sense.) I didn't have a good answer, but upon reflecting the next morning, it was because all my joy just bubbled over from emotional to physical. I was surrounded by friends, had laughed my butt off all night, and I was in this amazing city. As often as I blog about my doldrums, I often forget that there are moments like that, with the streetlights and the sprinklers and the noise, when bliss and delight totally take over and I remember why I have risked everything to be here.

La vie, c'est belle.