Do you ever feel like you are living a Sex and the City episode? I suppose the last couple days have felt this way. Went on a date with a completely nice guy Friday. I started to do that thing where you begin to ask yourself how this would work because he's such a nice guy but you don't feel anything. You started to ask yourself questions, well, he's Catholic, that's good, well, he's got a great job, that's good, etc. And at the end of the night you have managed to make yourself so uncomfortable because you've already decided it's not going to work. I need the Za Za Zu. I need the butterflies. I didn't get that. So I get home and begin to contemplate the past, just like how Carrie would always question her feelings for Big. The whole "maybe I should call him, I wonder what he's doing, what happened between us" la la la. It was quite funny when I realized how similar my day was to a classic episode. Then the next night I hung out and celebrated with my brother and his friends. This night reminded me of the episode were Carrie and the girls attend an engagement party. How the married and together people look at them like they feel sorry for them because they are single. I got that last night. Wasn't that bad but when most of your friends are attached, what do you do about being single? Anyways. Went on a hike yesterday. It was fantastic and the weather was spectacular. I'm going to try and attend a rock climbing intro class tomorrow. A friend I met on the Vegas trip inspired me to give it a go. The week after next I go to Montana with work. Should be fun.

I miss everyone and hope everyone is doing well. Take care and listen to U2. They have some really great songs.