Oh, BARF

Couples' blogs make me vom. Unless it's rated XXX, in the manner of techer's tits and biker's balls. Same thing w/ couples' email accounts: eww, ewww, ewwww.

Also, I should not know your nicknames for each other(unless they are dirty). Actually, Elizabeth's ex-bf from college was known amongst our group as "Sir Limp-a-lot." I laughed like hell when someone tagged his photos as such on a mutual friend's Fbook.

I'm getting ready for a dinner date w/loser ex, and I'm thinking of what a great life I have. In a position to choose from three men. At the best academic institution in the world. 98 lbs. Good friends who are clever and good-looking. How'd I get here? I'm afraid it'll be taken from me at any moment. I'll just try to enjoy my night and try not to look like such a smug asshole all the time(just on the inside). I'm almost afraid to say this, but I think I am close to the state of happiness.