Having to find a new date to the highly anticipated wedding this weekend. Hadn't really put much thought into it because I thought it was farther away. Now I have a few days to find a great date who will have fun and won't care that I will have a lot of people to talk to. Jenorama, I am so waiting to see you.
In other news, I am hot on the dating scene. Not hot as in pursuing and actively trying, but hot as in I've got leads and interests. I am almost ready to call Paramedic to ask for my stuff back. I don't know exactly when is best. I have a feeling that, no matter how over it I actually am, I will be sent back into fits (maybe angry mabye sad). Be prepared is my new motto.
I have successfully killed almost every plant that I have. I have also almost given up on making the apartment clean and/or looking cool. I don't have the time, money, or committment to make that happen. Also, did anyone think that I could actually perform miracles?
Well, this seems to be all I have to say for now on this quiet Sunday evening after watching the rain all afternoon. I will maybe tell you later about the boy that I made out with last night and the other one who told me he was horny. Who knows if those stories will develop? Night night everyone. Welcome to the week.