Every time I listen to my mp3 player on the bus now, I have to deal with a pesky fear that I'm suddenly going to burst out into song. It's totally irrational. I start feeling all panicky, as though my vocal chords are going to charge out of control, when I'm pretty sure I can stop myself from singing when I don't want to sing. Although, can even picture taking it further and starting to jump up and down on seat in manner of Tom Cruise on Oprah's couch. Oh dear. My main concern is that every now and then I find myself getting caught up in my little thought world and suddenly I notice I'm humming. Am frightened that I'm one small step away from bus drama that will cause my fellow riders to refer to me as "that loony" to their friends and loved ones. It's a real problem.

I'm kind of stuck at the moment with very little I can or want to write about on the blog. Talk about a problem. I either write nothing for days on end, or I choose to talk about whatever feels acceptable and come off sounding incredibly uninteresting. I guess you're going to have to settle for uninteresting today. Even though I promise my life isn't that boring. Really! My existence is fascinating and chock full of excitement. It's true! It's true! You must believe me! (Apparently have moved from Crazy Town to Wildly Insecure Crazy Town.)

La la la.

Let's see...I think I'm going to have to buy all the seasons of Seinfeld with David Puddy in them, because he is by far my favorite character. I love when I catch reruns with him in it, because I know I'll laugh and laugh. Em has decided that if she gets a dog--a corgi--she's going to name him/her Kareem Abdul Jabbar. She thinks that's the best dog name ever. I bowled a 137 the other day at Em's bowling birthday party. Last week I went with friends to my first Mariners game of the season (we won!). They had owners box seats which is always a nice treat. I attended the regional Emmy's with a friend who was nominated for an award and had an entertaining time. I saw the movie London on cable this weekend and really liked it. It isn't one I would have normally watched, but I'm glad I did. Also, I saw Kim Cattrall's Sexual Intelligence documentary on HBO. I have to say that it's almost painfully cheesy at times, especially in the beginning, but the second half had good content in the interviews and insights into the differences between men and women and what they want. I learned that I'm not alone in liking what I like and wanting what I want. That's cool. Along those lines, a friend and I were discussing online dating the other day and how, at the times we've tried it, you can put an awful lot of time and energy into the process. You really have to gear up and make sure you're going into it with the right energized 'tude. My friend was like, "I would almost sign up for an arranged marriage at this point just to avoid the work. Just pick one out for me." Hahahaha!

Maybe she has a point.