Well, hello! I was too busy trying to become a hermit this weekend to write, but it was my birthday and other terrible things, so there. I am no longer in the age bracket of 25-30. It's no longer cool for me to hang out at bars. Every single one of my friends, save for best friend, are married with babies. I enjoy reading, for pete's sake, when I really should be enjoying running. I am still single, that is the biggest bum of them all, because I really love babies and want some of my own. Also went to a Christmas party where apparently only beautiful couples were allowed. I promptly left. I had a long glaring contest with the Lord. Have since come to the conclusion that even if there were any potential dates, who would ask someone that is miserable? No one. That's who. So, I will resort to keeping my heartache inside my heart. Anywho. Enough of the crap stuff. Let's talk about fun stuff!
Last night, I went to my friend Justin's feature at a local coffee house. Smokey and hole in the wallish, the way a good coffee house used to be (dang it for being healthy and quitting smoking) Trixie's is a little crowded with an eclectic mix of people. Good for the watching. Anyway, I'm going to try to convince him to publish some of his poetry, because it is wonderfully delicious and enticing, and the treat of listening to him read his own work was beyond any expectation. He's terribly creative, and I am so impressed.
Anyway, the real reason for this post is to tell you to get out your address books and start referring. Drumrooooooooooooolllll, because I'm doing a giveaway! Details to follow!