It’s Thursday, time for a new HOH right?  I guess.  Check out the men I’ve featured before.  Not for nothin, but that’s a lot of good hair (that I would like to run my fingers through).  Those were all pretty easy to think of off the top of my head.  I’m not saying that I’m losing my knack, I just am having a little bit more difficulty now that I’ve creamed all the best hunks out.  Any suggestions?  

I’ve been wanting to write here this week, at least get on here and get some stuff off my chest, but I’ve had so much going on whilst spending days and nights with my grandmother, doing a lot of back and forth stuff from her place to mine, her place to work, etc.   

Sometimes I feel like it will only be sufficient for me to write a post here if it’s filled with a good story, or something that has been carefully constructed and thought out.  But then I think, why even have a blog, a space here, if I’m going to set up so many damn rules for myself with all of this?  Why not just use it when I want, come here when I can, do what I’m doing right now, without putting so much damn pressure on myself?  

So that’s what I’m doing (as random and un-pieced together as this all is).  

I miss LOST.  There’s something.  I miss getting home on a Thursday night from my yoga class, grabbing a Miller Light out of the fridge (oxymoron?  yoga… then beer?) and plopping down in front of the tube to Sawyer.  When’s it back, sometime this month?  Not soon enough if you ask me.  

Because I’ve been living for diversions as of late.  Something fun and different to take my mind off of the current state of things going on right now with everything.  So dating Mr. Match has been one good one.  Sitting across from him at brunch last Saturday and then hanging out at his place just talking and laughing felt like… where I was meant to be.  Live music as of late has been another really sweet diversion for me.  I’ve seen A Fine Frenzy, and last week the Hotel Cafe Tour which was just so damn good (Joshua Radin, Ingrid Michaelson, Cary Brothers, et al?.. how can you go wrong?).  Tomorrow I was supposed to see Jens Lekman, but gave up my ticket to a friend to spend my time with family… but I do have heaps of summer concerts on the horizon which I’m damn amused by.  Jack Johnson.  Tom Petty.  Ryan Adams.  Maybe Deathcab.  I flipping love live music.  

Other diversions include:

  • making homemade icecream with my new red guy
  • looking through old photos and framing some gems
  • online retail therapy
  • reading (The Kite Runner, currently)
  • yoga (calming)
  • downloading new ringtones on my new red phone (lame)
  • obsessing over shoes at Endless (also kind of lame- the obsessing, not the actual shoes)
  • eating too many chips (stupid)
  • fitting into my skinny jeans (good!,  and interesting, given bullet points 1 and 8)  

And that’s all I’ve got for now.  What do you do for a diversion?  

Happy Thursday and thank god, almost Friday.    

(During the time I was writing this post, I got up to fill my water bottle, and the heel on my boot?  Totally busted.  Just thought I’d let all of you know that.  Definition of something that would happen to me.  All the MORE reason I should be visiting Endless though, right?)