What a funny feeling I've had for the past 36 hours. I got up at 6:30 in the morning, showered, went to work early, began teaching myself a new programming language, LOVED the people that I work with, left the office, walked down Beverly while having the best conversations with my dad and best friend on the phone, and then met my other best friend on the street to head back to my apartment. I feel like I live here, and I guess that's something I didn't feel until yesterday? I felt like I was here, but it was a long visit or something. Even when I was working here last time; there was something about it that didn't make me feel like this was my home. It's a good feeling, and it's going to kick my ass for the next couple months. I feel like my life is one that is something to envy, even though I don't really want anyone to envy it if that makes sense.
I really did have a great conversation with my Dad. I never really talk to him on the phone because he's content emailing me to tell me he loves me and misses me, and I don't need constant phone calls to know that! But yesterday we talked for a good 10 minutes (trust me that is record breaking with him haha) about my life and how we felt about the way it's happening among other things, and I just want to hug him forever. And the hilarious conversation with Amanda about her job (kids jumping out of vans and trying to suffocate themselves isn't really funny... but it's funny to ME).
And now, if you don't mind, I'm going to sit here in Jemal's loft with 2 of my favorite guys on earth, listen to Goldfrapp, and thank my lucky stars for everything I have. Sorry if I'm so happy that it's hard to read what I write. You're just going to have to deal with it for a while =)
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