Consider this my notice:

I will not make any more excuses for being sucky at keeping up with my online journal. None. So there. I refuse to give myself any more guilt than I already do in my daily life, though as my roommate will tell you: I have The Guilt. So I will probably give myself more anyway.

There. Now that that's been stated, business.

The Cirque show across the street from our's is closing. I would like to officially wish them a happy closing and hope that they all find bigger and better things. Especially my friends over there. Emily, I'm super proud of you for hoofing it out here against all odds. You are the reason I had the confidence to come over here and I cannot thank you enough for that. You're a great friend and truly an inspiration. I love you dearly and I will absolutely come visit you, no matter what crazy and insane part of the world you end up in next. Let me know if there's a job available, I'd follow you anywhere after this! Kentucky, Macau, next the world!!!

Speaking of awesome friends, Erin. She is my domestic soulmate. Remember how I wished everyone an Erin for Christmas? She's done it again. Erin has this boyfriend, Fred. Whom I also love. Fred's an awesome guy who is known for being eccentric in the best way possible. Eccentric in the way that I got into theater to meet this sort of people because they make sense to me and make my life more fun than others. That sort of eccentric. Anyway. Tonight, as I was staring (literally) into the open refrigerator, willing my food to prepare itself - unsuccessfully, I might add - Erin suggested " I have that roasted garlic in the fridge. You know what's really good? It sounds weird, and I will not judge you if you don't try it, a sandwich made of crackers, peanut butter and jelly, and roasted garlic. " If you could have seen my face. It was my sceptical face. It's a good one. She said Fred introduced her to it. Being a sceptic, but feeling incredibly adventurous, I tried it. HOLY MOLY.

Game Changer folks.

Saltines, crunchy peanut butter (which I didn't like until about ... 24?), apricot jelly, and a clove of roasted garlic. Erin says the jelly flavor doesn't matter. I say: GENIUS. New favorite snack. Thanks to Fred by way of Erin for that one.

And again, I am definitely not the most adventurous eater: no mushrooms, no onions (mostly), very little meat (indeed none right now), no celery, et al. But that snack is AWESOME.

Just another reason I wish everyone an Erin for their lives. Indeed no one is complete without her.