I spent tonight hanging out with Jonsey, and Becca ( her baby girl, my "niece") Which only made me miss the 'not so single life more'. I've been so depressed about Russell lately, but I've also started to wonder if it's also a matter of just being depressed over being single. I'm so ready to be happy again, Find that mr Right again, I'm done with rebounds. Yeah I know I'm young. I have so many years ahead of me. I'm not looking to be a mother of 3 by the time I'm 25, but at least married and thinking about the first child. Still looking for that Corduroy man...
Meanwhile my friend text's me "I found your Aussie". And calls me on her break several hours later. "He looks like Shaggy - Not the cartoon, but the movie version" and I think : Matthew Lillard, another Matthew Lillard look a like. She says "He works at UofH. And he's a student. And he has the Aussie Accent!, I found him for you. Only down side is he has a very obvious nose ring." I reply: Yeah and I drink and have a tattoo and don't care - he's an aussie, a shaggy look alike aussie! So I guess sometime next week somewhere inbetween Coffee with Alpha Pirate, and Nightmare Sing-A-Long with Matty, I have to find time to drive all the way into down town - to take a chance and ask him out. What on earth will I wear??
This is crazy, and it's only going to get crazier.
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