Self Control and Surprises

Sun is out. I'm drinking my favorite iced tea* and listening to Vampire Weekend, two of my favorite summer things. I am finished my work at least for the next few days. I have time to write a proper blog. And I can finally sit down and read a good book and not just any good book, today I am finally getting around to reading Will Grayson, Will Grayson, which has been sitting on my desk mocking me for the past three days. I am honestly surprised at my self-control.

Speaking of self control** it was the theme of the weekend.

First, I lost control*** but then I spent the rest of the weekend trying to regain as much of it as I could. Most of my weekend has been consumed with my effort to quit smoking. It has not been easy. Sometimes it's not so bad. During the day I distract myself and know that I wouldn't have been smoking anyway. But at night when we went out, especially on Saturday night, everyone around me was smoking and I love nothing more than smoking when drinking. I've been known to smoke half a pack on a night out. That's when I knew it was time to quit.

I haven't had a cigarette since Thursday night. My years of unhealthy self control is finally coming in handy.****


This weekend had several surprises - a surprise mental breakdown, a surprise birthday party, surprise snow flurries then surprise sunshine, and a surprise hook up.

I suppose the build up to this surprise hook up started two months ago when I randomly hooked up with this same guy on the dance floor. I didn't think anything of it until this weekend when the guy suddenly reappeared in my life. Our friends were all friends and so suddenly this random guy I kissed on the dance floor two months ago was part of my Syracuse family.***** Turns out he's a pretty cool guy.

Well, Saturday night I ended up watching a movie in his room and spending the night.****** Not a bad end to the weekend, I guess.



*Lipton Pureleaf Lemon.

**I am just that good. That segue was mad ill and I didn't even try.

***See previous post.

****Another post for another time. Let's just say I learned it from my all girls school background.

*****As we call it, but now I realize that this has incestuous implications....

******Not exactly to the extent that implies. Sometimes it's just nice to snuggle up with a guy, kiss a little bit, and then fall asleep in his arms.