It's finally that one month of the year where it's bearable to live in Florida: it's sunny, breezy and slightly warm.  But don't worry, give it a few weeks and it'll be hot as balls again.  I would go to the beach but it's crowded with spring breakers out there and I feel a bit out of place being the only female on the beach without a tanning bed glow- kinda defeats the purpose of the beach, huh?.  Why is looking like a giant walking hot dog considered sexy?  I bet the future wrinkles and possible skin cancer will sexy too.   But I don't have to worry anymore about having a fake tan to look sexy, so I can use my looks instead of my brain and sparkling personality to attract guys, because I've already duped one and roped him in, lol.  And, guess what?  He's coming home this week!!!   I took that whole day off work and the following morning, of course.

In other news, Kristen's 21st birthday was yesterday so we partied for the last 2 nights.  But our definition of partying is going to some restaurant and using our power of being 21 to buy a drink, then going back to Kristen's house and playing Disney Scene It whilst the real drunkies are in the other room, dancing wildly to music only a gay man could appreciate (and us).  Oh, and I'm in bed by 2 usually, seeing as I'm not tough enough to stay up any later (need I mention that my nickname is "Grandma"?).  

Oh, also: I ran into two exes on Friday and, luckily, I was looking pretty fabulous (in my green shirt that gives me the illusion of having boobs).  I've been so good and a reformed 'serial dater' for so long now (a year-ish) that I'd forgotten that I dated half of the guys over the age of consent in this county.  We're, like, the second or third most poulated county in the state- you do the math.

I think that's it for now.  I'll have a social life again starting this week, so there should be lots to post about in the near future!

iPod Pick: "Just Like Heaven"- Katie Melua