So, yeah. Ahem. Um, okay. Erik broke-up with me this weekend and that's all I'm going to say about that. From now on, I'm applying the Fight Club rules to this topic and moving on. Kay?
Now, on a more positive note. Tomorrow is St Patrick's Day and it should be tons of fun. I have a really cute, short, black skirt to wear and everything. The tentative plan at this point is to meet my friends at Micky's at 6 for corned beef. After we fill our bellies full enough to absorb alcohol, we'll head down to the Dublin where I'll do my best to avoid drinking green beer. In turn, I wish all of you a green beerless St Pat's Day too.