vacation from the world

Today was pretty much one of the more sublimely perfect days I've had this year:

• I watched baseball and drank beer.
• I watched and downloaded pornography.
• I watched LOST and drank beer in between watching baseball and downloading and watching pornography.
• I closely followed the comings and goings of my fantasy baseball team, which did pretty well today.
• I contacted via phone, text messages and MySpace many folks I hadn't been in contact with recently, and that was really cool.
• I got a phone call from my student loan company, which I'm hella late on payments and they told me not to worry about it and zeroed me out, putting me into forebearance until May 14th. The money I've owed went on to my principle, but at least I'm not behind anymore, and I've fully resigned myself to the fact that I will be dead before I pay it off anyways.
• Did I mention that I watched LOST? it was fucking awe-fucking-some. No really. It got off to a slower start than last season, but I'm thinking this one is even better than the first, and I swear Evangeline Lilly's getting hotter. Or I'm getting lonlier (ie. pornography). Either way, I goddamn love that show. But since we're on the lonely topic, I'm going to depart from the listing format and go of on a bit of a tangent. Since my new roommates have moved in, I've pretty much been left to my own devices (ie. pornography with the sound on, even though the sound embarasses me sometimes and even though no one else but the cat can hear it, I'll still turn it down; it's my ironic form of modesty), and while it's cool that I get to lay on the couch and drink beer and watch baseball all day, it still kinda bums me out. They both have boyfriends and whatnot, so they're either over at "his" houses or just kinda hibernating. I guess that's what couples do. They spend time with each other, but living alone doesn't sit well with me. I talk to the cat from time to time, but I don't know if he likes me, though lately he's been warming up to me because I'm the one who feeds him and is here most of the time, when I'm not stuck in the office. The house isn't very big, but it does have three bedrooms, which means it's made for at least three people, and I find myself wandering aroudn the house aimlessly and talking to myself. I'm on friendly terms with both my roommates and their boyfriends, but still I feel like I'm a leper or something. I'm kinda needy like that. If I could afford it, I guess I'd be better off getting my own place or something. But I do really love this house and its location and I promised myself that if I move again, it'll be out of this town. Anyway, I think I have one more item to list...
• I read some recipes from Rachael Ray's 30-Minute Get Real Meals cookbook (which belongs to one of my absentee roomies). Now that I've been paid and whatnot, I'd like to go food shopping at some point this week, and I was looking for something fun and easy to make. I found a recipe for "Meatball and Sausage Pizza Stoup" which doesn't sound immediately appetizing, but does combine two of my favorite meals (soup and pizza) so it can't possibly be bad. In the intro for the recipe, Rachael writes, "The meatball dumplings in the stoup [I'm not sure what "stoup" is but it sounds like a mix between soup and stew] taste okay without 2 tablespoons of breadcrumbs, but being a Sicilian girl, I simply cannot make a meatball with no breadcrumbs." Momma woulda been so proud of her baby boy if I'd brought you home, but you had to go and marry someone else. In another life perhaps.