leaving on a jet plane

He's gone baby gone. So I am sitting here watching Notting Hill on TV. I generally am not a romantic comedy kind of gal, but this one actually kind of makes me laugh. My tummy is in knots since he's left...I have some issues in that department that I will not subject you to. Regardless, I am reeling. But alas, life must go on. So tell me, if anyone happens to be reading, what do you to take your mind off being sad and lonely?

the joys of relationships

So, the boy is leaving on Sunday for six weeks for work. He'll be in Europe, and I'm going to visit for a weekend if I can get on a plane (that's another neurosis for another day) but basically, I'm a mess. He's been working late all week and I am freaking out that we are not spending enough quality time together before he goes. He's all: "quality time? who cares if we are gazing into each other's eyes at a wine bar or sprawled on the couch watching The Hills? As long as we're together....blah blah blah." But I'm all: ""No! We have to have proper dates, and say nice things to each other, and be all alone together before you leave or else." Now, I of course have no idea what the "or else" is. Or else we'll break up? Or else you'll cheat on me? Or else I'll cheat on you? Or else you'll forget me? Or else you'll never buy that engagement ring I know you're looking for? Basically, I've got a major case of the crazy. But that fact is, I miss my boy when he's gone. And I overthink and overanalyze everything. So, I'm going out tonight with some friends since he's supposed to work late but the whole time I'll be thinking what if he gets home before me? Now, that would be a disaster.

Here we go again

So I guess it's time to give you a little info about me. I live in NYC with my boyfriend, L, and I just finished grad school and am starting a job in city government. Like a lot of 20-something female bloggers out there, I sometimes feel a little lost navigating this strange time of life where I really don't feel like an adult, but am beginning to suspect that I should. I've got the travel bug majorly and imagine myself living in all sorts of faraway lands and having crazy adventures. And if it wasn't for the boy, maybe I would. But alas, I'm a girl who can't leave her man. So here I am, still hoping for adventures, albeit of a somewhat tamer variety. I want this blog to be a way to express myself and practice my writing, and if I also get to become a part of the amazing community of women bloggers out there, that would be fantastic. I read all your blogs all the time, and as soon as I figure out how to comment and set up a blogroll, I hope you'll come on by and say hello. I'm pretty technologically challenged, so this is bound to be interesting, but maybe one day I'll have an internet bff all my own.

is anyone out there?

So here I am. A blogger. I've been reading blogs for a little less than a year now, and it seems the time has come to start my own. I'm a little freaked out putting this all out there...so some of this may be real, some fiction, only I will know. Intriguing, right? That's how I'm luring you all in. This is an experiment in writing, sharing, feeling, and learning, so let's see how it goes. Obviously, no one is reading yet. But maybe one day...