I'd love to say I do, but to be honest? The last time time I went up there was in 2007. My bf works nights and I work days so our schedules get really screwed up, and we don't often get to have fun little trips.

In the next couple weeks I know i'll be going dancing at Divas though, with a gay friend of mine. He's been begging me to come with him, and hell, why not if it gets me out of the house? I made a promise to myself awhile ago to go out more often, but it's hard because in my time I've been in the area, I've only made friends with co-workers, none of which are over 21, and going to a bar alone isn't my idea of a good time.

Blah I'm complaining too much, I have a nice house, a nice car, a decent job, and relatively good health. In the grand scheme of things, my life is pretty great.



ps- anyone who calls you fat is a moron, and you can quote me on that