And THAT my friends....

Well, talk about counting your chickens before the eggs answer your last email...
Normally, I pride myself for my non-girly ways, but at times like these, when I find myself mentally planning my wedding to a guy I like after a couple of months of weird signals, two friendly emails and a LOT of imagination I just want to put on a dress, drink pink alcohol, write my name with someone else´s last name on my binder (Mrs. Diana Pitt) and watch 13 going on 30.
I am SUCH a girl.

The bad thing is, this happens so often, that I don´t even notice it anymore...I just wish I knew how to stop...

And you know what is sadder? This guy that is not into me, he lives back home...
Really! France is knee deep in hot guys to obsses unhealthly over, why can´t I just go local?
What was I planning on doing? Go back to Teejay just to hook up?

Why am I even talking about this?

OH YES! My life is so boring sometimes that THIS is what I think about for the most part of my day...

The time has come...now say it with me:

And THAT my friends, is why I´m single!
(I just wanted to remind you why I am included in the sitcom)