Glitter in the Air

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A year ago, I wanted to focus on my career, build friendships and enjoy being single; I figured this was a pragmatic approach to adapting to living in a new city. Lately, I've been thinking that I want to start dating again. Nothing serious, mind you, just go out, meet people, see the city in a different way. I've gone out on a couple unsuccessful dates, joined an online dating website (neither of the dates came from the website, actually joining the website has been next to useless but that's neither here nor there) and I've decided that I want to be swept off my feet. I want a guy to impress me, go out of his way and for me to feel that chemistry. The last time I felt that chemistry, the quickened heartbeat, the giddiness and crushing euphoria was with J. Yes, MadDogBV did make me very happy and I enjoyed the time we spent together, but the feelings I felt for him paled in comparison to what I'd felt prior to and including J. I thought that perhaps it was because I'm older now and more sensible, but I talked to a friend of mine who is significantly older than me (27 years to be exact) and asked him if falling in love feels the same when you're 50 or 15 such as the pounding heart, the thrill, etc. and he said yes.
The problem is, and I've mentioned this before, all the interesting, awesome guys that I would like to go out with and get to know are either taken or gay.
The title of this blog is the name of a song by P!nk. On a random note, I would love to see her in concert; I've watched some videos of her performances and they are amazing! She's no circus acrobat, but for a pop singer damn she's impressive. Listen to the song, it's just her and a piano, and the lyrics are beautiful.

Work, work, work.

Wow, I haven't posted anything in almost 3 months. Frankly, it's because work took over my life. For a couple weeks in June I was working +/- 15 hours a day. After that, I became the lead dresser for a new summer show and that's pretty much all I've been up to. I work afternoons to late night so it's killed any chance for a social life. The past couple weeks I have worked 3 shows a day. Despite all the running around and zero chance for me time I've actually felt very accomplished and satisfied at the end of the day. Are there days when I'm frustrated and tired and feel like I'm taken for granted? Oh yeah. But I have never doubted my choice of career; it's been the management I question. There's a great disparity in treatment from employee to employee in terms of lateness forgiveness, division of labor and tasks, and treatment in general. I don't really feel like going into too much detail in case this blog is ever discovered by present or future employers. (It shouldn't, but just in case).
Actually, I should get to bed since I work tomorrow.