The "UGHHH" Heard Around the World

It's been a while since I've blogged... not since I've entered my mid-20's to be exact! So far, so good -- I feel older, wiser, more mature, blah blah blah. Actually, I've found myself not-so-eager to share my age. I used to spew my age of 23 like it was a badge of honor. For whatever reason, that sense of personal and professional accomplishment that I had at 23-years-old has dissipated. I used to feel like I was pretty far ahead of the early 20's curve and with the change of a day, I feel mediocre, at best. Did I peaked at 21? Damn.

Other than feel subpar in certain areas of life, the lore of the last few weeks has been my impending move to Atlanta. A few weeks ago my company stopped just shy of packing my bags for me. Found a project in Atlanta. Gave me a target date [Oct. 11]. Never mentioned it again? Whatever.

If you can't tell; I'm not big on words lately. In fact, I've only been interested in watching "Sex and the City." I bought myself the complete series for my birthday and I can't seem to turn them off. There's got to be a support group for this kind of thing. It's so bad that I'm going to Manhattan just to take the 3-hr Sex and the City tour. Am I living vicariously through Carrie, Charlotte, Samantha and Miranda? I sure as hell hope not because they aren't real.

What else? Oh, the crush (since that's the only thing people ask me about these day) As of late, this crush has soared to unchartered heights of absurdity and everybody knows but him. Now I have a tangible foundation for this attraction. On top of being adorable, he has an actual personality - I didn't always think that was the case. After a few great conversations, I've concluded that there has to be something wrong with him and/or he has a girlfriend so...

Wow. Can't believe there's nothing else to blog about...

Go Redskins?