I'm starting to feel like myself again, & I think I like me.
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: Bring Me To Life -- Evanescence
I did something totally out of the character of the person I've become in the past couple of years. I drove 165 miles to meet someone I'd met online years ago. It was a spur-of-the-moment thing. I'd been planning to make the most of a night in, by lighting candles, adorning myself in some sexy lingerie, and wooing myself. (Yes, I like the way that sounds. "Wooing myself.") Before my roommate went out, I was avoiding my calculus homework by chatting on Yahoo, and my chat friend suggested we meet halfway. I said I was totally up for it, thinking he was kidding. An hour later, I was out the door, oddly looking forward to a long drive through the desert. Driving hundreds of miles to meet anyone is something my friend had never done before, but I'll admit it's familiar territory to me. I believe I've met at least two dozen people from the 'net. The thing is, I quit doing that long ago, and while I didn't miss the surprise of facing people who looked nothing like their pictures, or the horror of that initial realization that someone who acts like a nice guy online is, in fact, a complete asshole who never intended for the meeting to be a friendly hangout but rather an opportunity to score, I did miss my spontaneity. What a rush to discover a part of myself I hadn't seen in ages. To the person who inspired me to be myself, thank you.