What's The Deal With Blogging, Anyway?

I've been on this quest for the past few days to write a book about the adventures that I had when I was in high school (names changed to protect the person's privacy). I haven't actually started it, but I've been tossing ideas back and forth in my head, trying to figure out what to write, how to write it, and in what order should I tack everything in. I got the idea to write this a few days ago when Beverly and I started reminiscing about our high school days. We tossed stories back and forth; there was a lot of: "Remember when...." and "I forgot about that!", all of which convinced me that if I were to write a book about that, I swear it'd become a New York Best-Seller. Reach high, right? Right. I don't know what to call it though. I've been fighting over "The Summer Of Fifteen" or ... well, that's pretty much all I have so far. If I DID write it, I'd have to go out of my way to find someone to read it and tell me if it's any good. Jason hates reading anything past a small paragraph, so reading an entire chapter of my book would probably take him weeks.

Other than that, the highlight of this week for me was getting an invitation from the ambassador at Yelp.com to be a part of their elite squad ... crew ... group - whatever they term it. You'd think that trying to join it would at least be a little challenging. But I suppose it's good enough that they ask you personally instead of you having to apply. I think that's pretty cool. I'll admit though, I feel all sorts of important when I look at my profile and see that 'Elite '09' badge right in front of my picture. Apparently, having that little badge gets me into exclusive private parties that they throw and what-not. That should be awesome. There isn't anything planned, but I suppose I'll go to their next even whenever they plan it out. So I'm looking forward to that shindig.

I got a phone call from my ex, Mike, the other day. Which I felt weird about because I didn't think he was going to call me. Is it possible to be friends with your ex-boyfriend, with whom you used to have big feelings for? I think so. One of my best friends, Elisa, is doing that just fine. Being friends with her ex - why can't I? I just don't know how Jason would feel about it; though I think he'd be okay with it. I haven't told him yet, but I'm hoping to pretty soon. I don't want him to find out later and then kick me for not even coming to him about it. It's all about trust, right? Besides, whatever feelings I had for Mike, disappeared ten years ago when we broke up. It's just funny that I found him after all these years, and we talked on the phone like no time passed at all. I guess it helps that I have always felt comfortable with him. He always made it easy for me to be myself.

Speaking of Jason, he's out with Paul at their friends' house in Walnut Creek. So I have the place to myself for a couple of hours. I'm a little envious because he's been out and about all week with friends and whatnot. I could've, only most of my friends are busy, or not even living in the city - which sucks. I've been looking around lately for any available job that I could get my hands on. But in the current state of the economy, it's proving to be difficult. I hear that they're about to start a massive cutting of employment in California. I'm completely screwed.