I've really been terrible about updating this thing recently.

Being back in Pittsburgh is a little strange. It's almost as if summer never happened, since I'm back to the same place surrounded by the same people that I left last May, a life that is completely disconnected from the one I lead for 3 months.


Congratulations, Matt. You're *That* Guy.

760 miles later, and I'm in New Mexico.

The motel room is economical in price, but lacking in ambiance and location.

I got in a 5:00PM and have been bored senseless since. I thought the driving was boring, but that pales in comparison to the past three hours.

I’ve resorted to watching T.V., reading trashy chick-lit, and trying to keep myself from calling him.

Maybe I’ll just go to bed early so I can get an early start again tomorrow.

On your mark... get set... go!

I'll be in Pittsburgh in 5 days.

Last night I was sitting in the back of the stretch limo all dolled up in a new dress and sipping champagne on the way to a bar in Hollywood when I stopped and thought to myself, "This can't really be happening. This isn't my life."

By the end of the night he had given up on being discreet. I'm hoping it's going to be "out of sight, out of mind", because I don't want to be distracted from life by someone on the other side of the country. Unfortunately, he's absolutely adorable and unbelievably sweet- plus, there's that accent.

Three more days until I head back to Pittsburgh. I miss all my CMU friends, but it's hard to leave everything here.

My boss just sent a bunch of us an email with simply this message in the body:

"Don't make me open a can of whoop ass!!!"

"I got my phD from Oxford a couple of years ago."
"Really? So you're *Doctor* ________?"
"Yes, and I expect to be addressed formally from now on."