Just me.

It's still just me.

i found that five am is way to early to arise.

finals.

I only have one more. The overload is over. I'm tired.

That's what working full time, and actually having a social life does to ya.

I'm not bragging. Trust me if you knew the dets....

Friday night I met a boy. he was blind, not literally, as in we'd never met before.

I like him. He's sweet. Nice. A gentlemen.

Oh and he country danced with me. I went down swingin' aka an embarrassment to my boots.

Then Saturday came along. Good ol' Saturday.

What a perplexing date.
He wasn't as charming as the first one.

I didn't say a word. I played the silent game all by myself.

My mandude deserved it. Straight up.

Did I mention this was a triple? Yes tambam tagged along. Skywalker was FINE (her date). She got the good one.

(and he has already called her for their next date.)

They kinda like each other a lot.

Did I acknowledge the he knows Mr. J? Remember him?

My date was a bum.

I'm no longer the social butterfly I once was.