How y'all doin?

Not too bad here, I started school on January 10th and am enjoying it. I'm taking two classes so far, Ethics and Algebra, just some basics I need to get out of the way. Ethics rocks, I love that class, although I wish the girls in my group had a little more opinion. They just seem to be concerned about their nails and if their boyfriend is texting them. Algebra is okay, but the professor bores me to tears, I could get through the class much quicker if he had a better personality, but what are ya gonna do?

I'm having one of those nights where it's hard to sleep. Some nights I just have hell with it. There's no snoring from Gary from the other side of the bed and I miss that sound. I miss him alot, but I'm getting better about not becoming a ball of tears everytime I think of him. In fact, here lately I seem to be able to tell stories about him and his hijinks and laugh alot. Healing takes time. I know Tamela told me that he confided in her once that he was trying to do rehabilitation for me and not himself. I can't tell you how hard that was to hear. It amazed me that his love for me was that great, but I also felt that if I had known, I probably would have not pushed him so hard. Hindsight is always 20/20. I know he looks out for me and he moves things into my life to remind me of that. Anthony and Terry know what I'm talking about, it's just a few things he has done between the three of us to remind us that he loves us.

I met someone right before Christmas that I enjoy spending time with and enjoy talking to and laughing with. I don't know if it will blossom into something romantic, but I know I enjoy the comradery that we share and I love just listening to him. We'll call him JS, and currently he's on the road to becoming a better JS. I have to commend him on his determination and his self-esteem improvements. He is an amazing person and I hope to be able to call him a friend the rest of my life.

I love my friends. They have kept me sane over the last year. Between losing Gary and getting shot, I was a mess. Burt and Debbie, Anthony, and Carl wouldn't let me stop living, they stood there with a hand and helped me back to my feet. I don't know if I could have done the last year without them. There was also Maryn. She was always there with the advice I needed, even if I didn't want to hear it. Jody stood there reminding me I had the power within myself to make it, she's like the drag-queen-trapped-in-a-woman's-body mom I never wanted but will always love.

I've also noticed that my dad and I have become closer over the last year. I don't know how it happened, but I've opened up to him more and he's been more accepting of me even if he doesn't approve of everything. I believe I might just be getting this adult thing down.

Anywho, I'm going to try to go back to bed and sleep....have to go workout and tan in the morning.

A little blonde bird with a bodacious rack informed me today that if I am to have a blog, I need to update regularly. She's right, I can't argue there.

What's been going on?

Well, I'm down 47 pounds so far and loving every minute of it. The gym has become an addiction, seriously, if I could mainline an elliptical machine, I would. I love leaving the gym and feeling like I can do anything in the world. There's just no way to describe it.

I've started dating a little again. There's this one guy who has peaked my interest, but I don't know where it's going to go. He claims to be a serial monogamist and wants to try dating around for a while, which I'm okay with, but it seems like he just keeps coming back for another helping of Addison with a side of slaw.....ya know what I mean?

There are a few repairs going on at the house, in fact, Burt is outside hammering as we speak....the carport had some damaged wood and needed to be redone, and since we're throwing his birthday party here this weekend, he decided he needed to step to it and get it fixed.

School starts Monday...I'll be getting my RN so I can go to work in the organ and tissue donation field.

That about sums it up....I don't feel that I have my usual gusto of writing, but I'll get back to it, just be patient.