I just read on Facebook that this guy I went on like 2.3 dates with in January is now engaged. ENGAGED. What am I, Good Luck Chuck? That said, what a nice thought, that if some chick who can't seem to distinguish between your and you're can hook an intelligent, good-looking man, surely I can do the same.
Yes, I stalked her ass on facebook. So would you.
Anyway. Am feeling horribly unprepared for the upcoming weekend o' weddings. I was supposed to have lost 20 pounds, purchased a thoughtful and meaningful gift for my first roommate who chose me as one of her only three bridesmaids, waxed, done my nails, gotten a fabulous and naturally-obtained tan, and landed a date by now. In reality, the closest I have come to accomplishing any of that is frying the crap out of my cleavage in a cancer bed today, and made a waxing appointment for tomorrow. Well, at least my priorities are in order.
2 years ago
