The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

Good: I have amazing friends. Lynn and Susan had me over last night for an evening of wallowing and watching South Park and eating this weird-but-good spicy pasta that Lynn made at work. And we discussed plans for Saturday's big halloween party. I finally talked to Zach today (on Instant Messenger, though I would have preferred to do it in person) and told him that I'm bisexual. He was really cool about it and told me he's actually dated a few bi-girls before and offerred to introduce me to one of them "not to hook up with her, but just to have someone who has sort of been there." When I asked him if the whole conversation/situation was a little weird for him, he said that it wasn't really, but it was just "the most open thing" I've ever told him. I never realized I used to be such a frigid bitch! Though, in my defense, I've always been pretty introverted. No amount of therapy and life experience will ever completely change that.

Bad: My apartment is going all to hell. The lovely landlords have still not turned on the heat, and it's dipping into the low 40s at night now. Roomie and I have had to bust out the extra blankets, and we stroll around in sweaters and slippers and robes and extra layers. And the icing (literally. ICE) on the cake was the total lack of hot water this morning. Cold shower + cold apartment = cranky Killy. The outer layer of my bedroom door is still peeling, and my cat is still helping the process along. The lovely landlords also have yet to repair the water damage to our kitchen ceiling from the Great Flood From Above over a month ago.

This week is going to SUCK academically. I have a paper rewrite due Wednesday, the first draft of my biology grant proposal due Thursday morning, and another kinesiology midterm Thursday afternoon. Mostly, this all makes me want to run screaming into the night... but I probably wouldn't get very far before the asthma would kick in and I'd have to stop.

My love life is nonexistant. I'm pretty sure CandyGirl is straight. I still hold out an eensy-weensy bit of (foolish?) hope for bi-ish tendencies, but from what I can ascertain from asking around, she likes the dudes. Potential plan of action (agreed upon by Zach) is to try to find the appropriate opportunity to casually invite her to Saturday's Halloween bash and see where things go from there. We'll see what happens.

The Ugly (Aside from my apartment, obviously.): My face has broken out inexplicably. It is an unsightly horror. I should seriously invest in some paper lunchbags under which I can hide my head in shame.