So Cr and I went out for a drink last night and she asked me to be her maid of honor. I am, how do they say, um...honored. I sat and listened as my friend who once described fifteen sexual positions in one random sexual encounter with expertise and glee now tell me about the latest quandry of chocolate brown colored bridesmaid dresses or black ones. I think both would be awesome so I'm not worried about it! I'll be super tan and I have dark hair and blue eyes...I think both are fabulous choices...plus the brown is so unexpected that it just might be the ticket.

On other fronts? There really isn't much to say. I have been trying really hard to get out of this funk but as much as I've tried so far, it hasn't really worked. I don't know how to shake it. It's not bad...but it's lingering. I've been talking to two guys on Craigslist lately...just talking though, meeting people through the internet just seems down right creepy. Although this one guy seems pretty cool. He's been to 42 of the states, worked in Alaska for a while, hit some of the Canadian provinces and has now settled back in PA. And get this, he lives in a church that he's renovating? Remind you of anyone? I'll keep you posted if that starts going anywhere. He gave me his number but I'm not comfortable calling him yet, I may just send out another email.

Well, hopefully you're not nodding off after this post. Stay cute as always. Muah!