Change In the Air!

Sooooo

Change number One:

I didn't think everything would be done before tomorrow, but I finished it up tonight so.... I'm moving this here blog to Wordpress.com.

Here's the link: Randomocity
Didn't change the name or anything - so if you just search me on Wordpress.com you should be able to find it.

Anyway, don't forget to change whatever you do to check this blog. I'm giving it a week, and then deleting it. I'll start posting to both tomorrow - but keep in mind after next week, I'm deleting this blog and only posting on Wordpress. Don't forget to join me there!

**UPDATE**
I can not create a mailing list on WordPress - so you'll have to go to the site and click on the Subscribe link. It will take you to a FeedBurner site, that will allow you to sign up for email updates when I update there. It's simple. Or..... here's the link for subscribing:
Subscribe to Randomocity on WordPress!

I smell Change...

I've got some new stuff brewing - but I wont share it just yet. I don't want to jinx it. But I will say that I am very excited about it and it will make my life better now, and in the long run. I should have more details tomorrow, so I will update as soon as I have them. But this is why I've been sort of neglecting you.

HOT. PINK. PANTS.

YESSSS!!!!!!

Over the Loneliness

I thought I was over being lonely. Thought I was over needing to be in a relationship. Over needing to be some one's other half. Not so much, apparently.

I lie awake in my bed when I go home from work and miss some one I've never met because I hate to sleep alone, and Mr. Right hasn't quite shown up on his white horse yet (Where the hell is he, anyway? He's taking forever to show up!). I could be with someone - and could have a superficially happy relationship - which would provide the tie to some one that I want. But I'm so tired of only *looking* happy.

I know before I can have a happy, healthy relationship I need to be okay with being alone first - but I've NEVER liked to be alone, and when I'm in a good relationship, I'm at my happiest. I don't want to settle for just anyone - and I'm tired of the wrong guys. I've been hurt to the core one time too many - and honestly I don't want to go through it again. I don't want to open myself up and give all of me (Well, what I haven't already given to the Monkey) to another man who could screw me over. I know that in order to have great love - great risk is involved. So my problem now is that I'm lonely, but I don't want just any one - I want some one that I've never met. My Mr. Right. My Superman. Because he won't hurt me. He will understand and accept all my silly little flaws, pet peeves and nuances.

I want my cake, and I want to eat it too. Damn it.