I realized the other day that I have not been "out" in 3 months. What the French? I sit at home day in and day out. I have rented so many movies in the past few months I may be the only one keeping blockbuster is business. About the only time I put on make up these days is to go to work and sometimes that itself is a clown show at best. Besides the Valium and wine I am now using to sleep at night I need to find myself a better time. This just aint doin it!

I know what this is, this is me using any excuse necessary not to deal with the loss of my father but so be it. I need/want something to make me excited again, something/someone to spark my interest. I need a welcomed distraction damnit.

With Brett Michael's tour finally ending a few weeks ago, I did the smartest thing I could think of and joined plentyoffish.com again this week. (pause for those out there shaking their heads) I am not even sure why? It was not pleaseant the first time around and more than anything it was for shits and giggles for my friends and I to make fun of some of the lets call them "interesting" emails I received on a daily basis.

Within two days I received at least 30-45 emails. Which 99% of them were a complete monstrosity. The moral of this story kids is that I cant sit at home any more. I cannot crawl into a hole and hibernate for the next six months. I have to get out of my fabulously decorated apartment and mingle! We will see how it goes.