I just want to get my novel done soon so I can be a world famous writer that gets to travel all over the place being all famous writer-like. Because it's going to happen. I'm going to write novels and they're going to be published, damnit. It's in my blood! Muahahaha!

So, guess who's going to the Coldplay concert? Is it me? Oh yes, it's me! I haven't been to a big concert since GN'R, and that was in 2001. And I'm trying to listen to the CD a lot so I know at least some of their songs. I hate going to a concert and not knowing anything they sing, that's just not good times. I'm going with my brother, so we can have a nice bonding experience. It does cost $55,though. Add that to the personal training I'm going to get, my monthly bills, rent coming up, and now I'm getting an Austin cell phone that's $35 a month.. oh dear. I need a job. Welcome to the real world, right? It sucks.

I am not that sad that the Raiders lost in an ass spankingly kind of way last night. Because I don't really care about the raiders. And I'm more happy that my boyfriend Jon Gruden won. Aras might say that he's her boyfriend, but that's not what he was telling me this morning in my bed.

I talked to my dumped friend last night for an hour or two on the phone. I haven't talked to someone on the phone for hours since I was 17 years old. He's a total phone beyotch. He was working last night, doing delieveries for a food place and stuff, so I talked to him while he did that. He had to do like 7 deliveries and was tired off his ass, and he told me the only thing keeping him sane was talking to me.

That's what Matt keeps saying too. What is it about me that keeps people sane, and where can I find someone to keep me sane? I mean, I feel okay, but sometimes there's these moments when I think about Matt having his little girlfriend and how he makes me feel like I'm so special and how he makes me feel like he wants me, he wants to be with me, but yet he's not willing to break up with her any time soon.. sometimes I just wanna claw my eyeballs out. I need a friend in Austin who will keep me sane, that's what I need. And I need a job, too. Mmkay? Mmkay.

I'm going to a volunteer orientation tonight for a place that records textbooks for blind people. I'm not sure how that works, but it seems like something I'd be interested in. I'm also going to an orientation with the humane society on Saturday morning, which should be nifty. I wanna work with the puppies and be nurturing and all that.

And I'm gonna see COLDPLAY! Woooohooo. FLOOR SEATS, at that. I know you're all jealous of me.

I want to talk more about the Matt situation but I realize how boring and tedious that is, and I realize I shouldn't talk to him, and I realize that I shouldn't have freaked out on him last night and I shouldn't have started talking to him this morning, but hey, that's what I do, right? I put myself in situations so that I can sabotage my happiness. Rock on, sisters and brothers.

Does the name Hans Blix bother anyone else? I seriously cringe everytime I hear it. I'm sure that has to do with the fact that Blix was Josh's handle when we met on Matchmaker. But that's besides the point.

I guess I shall start getting ready for my lovely job interview at a place I know nothing about! Woo.

*****

What was Liz doing a year ago?

"While I was there, I picked up a Penthouse. Ice cream and porn, how can one go wrong?

So I'm buying the stuff, and all of a sudden when the guy sees what I'm buying, he becomes Super Chatty Super Spooky guy, and I'm thinking to myself "Oh my god, I'm never coming here again." I'm not. He was asking me my name and if I worked today and all this other stuff and I'm like aghhh! It was embarrasing. I don't know about you, but I don't like my porn buying experiences to get so freakin personal!"