I love this new form of Blogger! As you can see, I’ve added many tags. I’ve always wanted to tag my stuff. And now I think I have too many! The only thing is that facebook doesn’t seem to be importing as usual. Grah. That’s my absolute favorite thing about facebook right now.

I’ve been working the late shift for over two weeks now, and I have to say that I’m really, really liking it! It’s nice being able to get enough sleep — not necessarily sleeping in, but getting ENOUGH sleep — every night, I get an awesome view of the sunset over the Boston skyline followed by the view of the financial district all lit up, and, best of all, the people who work late are AWESOME!

It was great to hang out with the Brood over Thanksgiving. I really miss my friends, and I love when we get a chance to all hang out together. We did a mini-scavenger hunt — I’ll post pictures soon — and that was a good time, as was having a game night at Alexa’s with her extended family.

I’ve been thinking a lot about the dating exile I placed on myself that I really didn’t mean to do intentionally, but just happened. I ended up liking it so much that I fully embraced it. And it’s been great. Now I know that I definitely won’t date a single guy until I’m completely moved out. (That will likely be at the beginning of January. I have a few apartments I’ve been checking out for then.)

This exile has shown me so many things — and it’s hammering on the head that I always end up “settling,” even when I don’t think I’m settling. I always think that if a guy falls short in one area, it makes up that he fulfills another area. If a guy isn’t interesting or exciting, it’s okay because he has a lot of money. If a guy is very interesting or exciting, I overlook that he’s not that kind.

There’s a big difference between nice and kind, you know that? Anyone can be nice. Being nice only takes a moment. But kindness goes to the next level. It goes beyond what you can do with money, and you have to WANT to do it….

Never take kindness for granted. It’s that rare.

Anyways, I settle, settle, settle. I’m done with that. From now on, I’m not going to become involved with any guy just because he takes an interest in me. I feel like I have to be the instigator. I want to long for a guy before we get together — and not just because he gives me the attention.

In other words, what I’m basically saying is that the bar has been raised.

And it’s quite high.

I’m enjoying this.