Some guy said this to me yesterday...you don't have a boyfriend, right? It wasn't followed up with conversation about relationship woes and it didn't follow such a converastion. It's such a bizarre, out of nowhere sort of thing to ask a girl. Isn't it? Especially a girl like me. I don't even know what we were talking about...I was just acting silly and trying to pass the time and this question out of nowhere.

Ah boyfriends. I talk about this too much. I know. But I like having a boyfriend. I like the idea of having one in the future. I've come to grips with my last relationship and I'm okay with it. I was the girl he had or did while he was in Florida, or as he told a friend and later denied to me, his Florida girlfriend. 'Tis all. He meant more to me than I meant to him. Hey, it happens. Over it. Ready to move on. Move onto better people and brighter things and happier futures and all that jazz...barring the ocassional relapse into moments of undeniable and unavoidable insanity.

And on an unrelated note...thank you Ken for your message in the guestbook.

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