Why is it when I find the time and the opportunity to blog, I can never think of anything to say? I mean, I've been busy - I've been out doing things, having fun , and not just by myself. Normally, by Friday I'm sick of spending every evening by myself, so I go out to a movie, by myself, and end up entertained, but even more painfully aware of how much of a loner I'm becoming. But this past weekend, I didn't have a moment to myself. Between dinner and a movie at Maria's on Friday (He's Just Not That Into You - cringe-worthy movie, but surprisingly good), lunch and a movie in Mt. Pleasant (My Life in Ruins - great movie!) with Mel, Lyne, and Jenny on Saturday, Church Saturday night with Mel and Lyne, dinner and a movie (Over Her Dead Body - ummmm, not my favorite) at my place with Mel, Lyne and Maria, and breakfast on the beach Sunday morning followed by dinner and a movie (Breakfast at Tiffany's - once was enough for me, and Some Kind of Wonderful - one of my favorite 80's movies) with Mel, Lyne, and Jenny, I barely had time to breathe. Lots of movies, lots of driving, lots of sun, only a tiny bit of sleep and a small patch or two of sunburn, and most importantly - lots of fun. Oh, and I dyed my hair purple. Well, not all of it. There, looks like I found something to say.