File Under D for: Distraction, Driven to

I'm back, finally. I had to log off everything and buy more internet time (Do you have any idea how far $10 will go at an internet cafe? It will go 300 minutes far! That's a long time!) And then when I logged back on I got distracted by Net-a-porter.com. Hey, it happens, and I don't need to justify myself to you. Okay, I'm going to justify myself to you. The Miu Miu belt that I've been coveting/stalking has been moved from the New Belts section to the SALE section, and I think I might buy it for myself soon. But I have not yet completely felt the fullness of time...which is a long way of saying that I just blew a wad of cash yesterday on Christmas presents (and a wholly selfish trip to Sephora), and spening yet more on myself would make me feel guilty. Excuse me, more guilty.

Los Angeles is the lonliest place in the world sometimes, and when I first moved here I felt like I would never have a friend of my own. A real friend, I mean. I'm gregarious enough to warrant "work friends" or to become friends with Kyle's friends, but those are different concepts altogether. I'm starting to feel like I'm acheving some coherence here now. I haven't yet figured out school, but I'm financially stable, and I have a nice place to live which is really coming together now (a bed, and last night Kyle brought home a 37 inch flatscreen TV. Sounds lavish, I know, but one of his friends from work is moving to Alaska to become one of those Perfect Storm fisher guys on Thursday and needed to get rid of everything ASAP, so he sold it to us for a fraction of its original price.), and my job is tolerable but leading somewhere better. And I have friends now. A couple of friends. It's nice, and getting nicer.

Kyle and I are very excited about Sweeney Todd coming out soon, and Juno. The previews for the latter was especially nice to see because it feels like a mini-Arrested Development-reunion with my two favourite guys. Except for Will Arnett, I liked him quite a bit too. Looks like he's too busy posing with his ridiculously cute wife in Gap ads right now, though. PSH.

The thing I'm most excited about this week, though, is my 3 year anniversary with Kyle. It's this Wednesday. THREE YEARS. Jesus Christ. I would think of something sappy to say but I don't really feel sappy. I feel astonished. Really purely surprised, in a way that I haven't felt since I tossed my hat in the air and realized that high school really truly was over. Where did all that time go? And on the other hand, it feels like it's been a lifetime. I complain a lot about him, but if it really had been that long, it wouldn't have been a bad life. It would have been the best.