Happy... Marcia is really happy. She's positively glowing. I hope that her intuition is correct and that he's really the guy for her, and everything she's giving up for him turns out to be worth it. I'm honestly happy for her, but I can't help but wonder. And Tania and Derek are getting married next year. He proposed, and now she's sporting a bigass rock on her finger.
Damn, why am I surrounded by all these cheerful happily attached un-single people?! Where's all my single brothers at?
Pensive... I'm listening to Ronan Keating sing the BeeGee's hit Words. And I'm thinking of all the stuff that's happened. Vossy not calling back. Shy calling back. Finding out the vulnerable side to Maggie's super-alpha other side. Getting (slightly) pissed off at Rob for screwing up a set he pushed me into.
Hmm... There's gotta be a hidden message in there somewhere.
It was Yee Chuan's birthday several days ago. Happy birthday dude. You probably don't read this stuff, but well, it's the thought that counts right? More or less.
Something to look forward to... I'm probably going to head out to Vegas for a weekend in September. Visit the folks. Play a little. Hang out with the guys. It'll be fun. Wonder if I should invite Grant. I guess it wouldn't hurt huh?
Current Mood:
Pensive and Pouting. Today's blog is brought to you by the letter P.
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