This is why I need a real-life Barney Stinson in my life

So a couple weeks ago, I was getting psyched to be a "Have-Knot" at a wedding coming up - and don't get me wrong, I still am psyched. The wedding is a short 12 days away and I'm quite looking forward to the festivites. But yesterday the weight of being 25 and single kind of hit me like a sledge-hammer and it didn't bode well for my mood. I decided to compensate for it by drinking margaritas on a sunday night. Probably not the best way to kick-off the week, but I supposed they don't call it Sunday Funday for nothing, right?

If this is the closest thing I have to a gaggle right now, FML.

You remember the Gaggle right? Well mine's been fairly non-existent recently and I think that's primarily my own doing. I've gone from "fairly fit and willing to date/putting myself out there" to "feeling fat and watching my roommate start a relationship and not wanting to meet anybody." So I've put what little semblance of a Gaggle I had on hold and I'm trying to focus on myself right now. My San-Fran bestie and I are starting a weight loss blog here (feel free to follow!) so if I'm lax on this blog, you can check out that one.

Despite my best efforts to cleanse myself of all men over the past few weeks, I found myself in the middle of the most pathetic gaggle-fest ever when I woke up Saturday morning. Friday was an interesting turn of events to say the least.

There's always a "but".

So...you know how I said I got off match? Well...I lied. I mean, I really haven't logged on in probably over a month, but I just did today because I actually got a message from someone that was more than just "hey u look hott. want 2 chat?"

Of course, upon further review, I'm not all that interested, but I did have my "daily 5" to check out, so I read through the profiles and actually stumbled upon 2 interesting men. Everything they said in their profiles sounded great! They seem very mature - looking for something more than just a friendship or a hook up, they like all sorts of different activities - things I've wanted to try and things that scare me to death but could be exciting to try one day. A sense of humor (I can tell in their writing), good looks, kind smiles. So, what's his "but", right? There's always a but.

"1 out of 5 relationships...

...begins online" according to Match.com. Really? Wow. I don't know if that's impressive or depressing.



Everyone says there's no stigma attached to online dating anymore, but doesn't that mean there still IS a stigma? Because the people who say there's no stigma are the ones who ARE dating online, right? And the ones that aren't dating online believe there IS a stigma. So I guess, who really knows, right?

Watch This! Wednesday - is SORR about the bag

I have to go on a hiatus -- A very short hiatus but a hiatus, nonetheless. Sorr about the bag kids but I don't have time to humor you today :(

Wish that wasn't the case but between the hour long call I just had with my mother AT work, the minor personal freak-out I suffered this morning with Maggie AND Sophia, and the mounds of paperwork that are piling up on my desk as we speak, I simply don't have the time or energy today to get you all hot and bothered and and excited by spitting out some witty post for you and finishing you off with a viral video (yes that's meant to sound sexual...but that's as much foreplay as you're getting from me today). It's not that I don't care about all 8 of you who read my blog -- BELIEVE me I do! But sometimes, things happen in this world that are out of my control and you have the universe to blame for my lack of WTW today. So...hopefully I will have time for a tardy WTW (or a DubTeeDub, if you will) tomorrow!

Drunk? Or a Kid?

So as many of you know, How I Met Your Mother is one of my favorite shows on TV right now, and I caught last night's episode online and that is the source of inspiration for today's post. Marshall (Jason Siegal) tries to make Ted feel good about a house he just purchased that is apparently failing the housing inspection miserably. So in an effort to keep everyone from beating up on Ted, he deflects their attention by saying "you know we've all done some dumb stuff in our time, but don't beat up on Ted, at least he didnt (insert story about driving the wrong way on the interstate here)." And that inspired a game called Drunk? Or a Kid? Which may or may not be one of the best games ever invented. And you better believe that I fully intend to pull this one out at the next party I go to and turn it into a drinking game. Marshall would tell these stories and everyone would have to guess if he did this story when he was drunk or when he was a kid. So...I'd like to share a few of my stories with you, my beloved readers and see if you can determine whether I was Drunk? Or a Kid? Here goes nothing:

April Fools Day

Ugh, I hate this "holiday". And it's not even a real holiday! It's not like I get to take off work so that I can frolick with my friends and play a bunch of jokes on them all day. Nope I have to go to work, just like any other week-day and I don't like it. I'm so eager for tomorrow! I can't wait for 5:00 today! I have had the ever-so-busy morning of catching up on personal emails and facebook and twitter, followed by my daily blog reading and a little bit of "work", also known as "billing" yuck. I technically should have been done with billing yesterday but since I worked for 11 hours straight I didn't quite get around to it. But at 5:00 today, my weekend starts and I couldn't be more thrilled!

Nobody likes a Mr. Sniffles (or a Ms. Sniffles for that matter)

Well, i did it! I ran 13.1 miles on Sunday in the cold wet rain! And all in all, I'd say it was a pretty epic experience. I definitely surprised myself to find that I beat my own expectations by over 15 minutes. That's right, I ran the race in UNDER 2 hours! 1:57:11 to be exact. And I definitely patted myself on the back for that. It was invigorating and exciting, but i am so f-ing sore now. After the race, i could tell I was going to hate my muscles for a couple days but this is excruciating. On top of which, I woke up at 3:30am Monday morning unable to breathe except to cough up a lung. So that was sexy.

A String of Random Thoughts...

-So the Office Christmas party was not-that-bad-but-thank-god-for-alcohol-and-i-got-to-take-home-a-poinsetta-plant-so-i-guess-it-was-ok. It wasn't the epic embarrassment that I thought it might be. I did have to sing but I wasn't the only one who got up there so I felt ok about it.


-If there was a female version of Barney Stinson, I think I'd like to be her. Why, you ask? What's so great about Barney Stinson? Well, my friends if you have to ask that question, you clearly haven't met Barney.