Nothing curses me more when it comes to guys than blogging about them, but...I can't help it. I'm sure the curse will break somewhere. Anyhow, so...I would say that most people were downtown when we saw folic acid man, yes? OK, probably not most people, but some. First of all, about him... Barbara was saying that the more I told her about him the worse he sounded. Well, I've heard more after dates 1 and 1.5 with Mike, and the more he said the worse folic acid man sounded. Anyhow so the guy Folic was friends with - Mike, who got my number...we had a first date yesterday. Well, I'll call it first and 1.5. Today is #2. We'll be married by next Thursday (joke). He doesn't care about the huge zits I have right now, and he seems to get my odd sense of humor. OK, maybe nobody "gets" it (except Barbara sometimes) but he seems to not be scared of it. I was telling him about the New Years party and I realized that the more I told him about that and other outings we've been on, the more and more it sounds like Barbara, Zach, and I have some weird Mormon polygamy going on, except Barbara is the one married to two people instead of it being the man. Anyhow, he thought it all sounded funny, including me deciding to monopolize a whole bottle of champagne, and chowing down on 3 or 4 stalks of celery at once. Last night he gave me my New Years kiss and said that the year was starting out great, and I agree. So, if I get down at any point, just kick my ass in the right direction and give me a shove. One of my resolutions is to not let myself get down so I appreciate all the help I can get. The other one is to not pick at my pimples so if anyone wants to come live by my mirror and smack me when I do, you're invited. I hope everyone has a happy and interesting 2007. I drank enough champagne to toast everyone reading this so...cheers!