S - What a Great Audience

I had a very vivid memory the other day. A couple of mornings ago, my alarm went off at an inappropriate time, and before I could start cursing the job gods, something popped into my head. As a child, I remember watching Johnny Carson (I know. I'm old.). He would always ask the actresses (Did he ask the men? I don't recall.), "Are you dating anyone?" and all of them would roll their eyes and retort, "I don't have time to date." As a wide-eyed hairy Lebanese child, I remember thinking, "I want to be too busy to date." Well guess what, ladies and gentleman. I have manifested this goal!

Next week is my last full week of school before going into a few weeks of finals and meetings. What I'm trying to say here is that I will hopefully NOT be too busy to date after next week. Being too busy to date is overrated.

Obviously, I have not seen Fancy Face. I'm hoping to rectify this matter when I'm done stomping out ignorance. I know that we are fond of each other to a certain degree, but as we're so very casual, any date with him could be the last. This is a reminder to seize all moments.

OK, I just wanted to let you know that I haven't forgotten about this task. And apparently, I worry about you guys more than Paul. There. I said it.

Here's a video of Amy Schumer making fun of celebrity interviews. Her legs are super shiny.

S - Oh, hey.

Fans! Once again, I must apologize for my absence. The reason why is boring since it involves working too much. Also, I find it extremely bourgeois to talk about how busy you are. But seriously. I'm really busy.

When one has as many commitments as I do, dating can be very difficult. That's why my casual, no drama relationship with Fancy Face is ideal at the moment. We were able to see each other last week. I'm a lucky gal because I received another home cooked meal. That's a score. I also got a little side eye about the blog. FF and I never really discussed this endeavor. I assumed he knew since we're FB friends and all, but what's the point of talking about it? I guess he wasn't that happy with his moniker. I told him that he's nuts. He should be thankful to have the best nickname ever given to anyone ever. I want someone to call ME Fancy Face, for Christ's Sake. I guess if one is not familiar with 80s Days of Our Lives, there's absolutely nothing I can do about it. Yet another constant reminder that I'm not in control of everything.

FF and I have expressed to one another that we'd like to see each other again, so we'll see. I have no problem etching out time, and in about 4 weeks, my schedule will relax a bit. I think. I hope.

In other news, I got the OK from Paul to give you a little update on him as well. He is single again. It's OK. Everyone is cool with it, and no hearts were broken. What this means is this blog may never end. I am on a mission to get Paul a fun mini-relationship. Nothing too serious, ya know? Or maybe it starts out not serious, and then they totally fall in love. Paul's own little rom com. Let me know if you're interested.

In completely unrelated news, I have successfully created an avatar. My friend Megan showed me how. (Hi Megan!)

See, this is me doing a mic drop.

And here I am imitating Kim Kardashian imitating "The Champagne Incident."

And my personal favorite: Avatar Me Dead Inside.

Let's have a rad week, you guys. Go LIFE!