Do you ever just sit at home and wonder where the day went? Not sure why time seems to pass so quickly when you don’t particularly want it to. Even on a Monday, which is by far the worst day of the week, there is not enough time. There was just enough time to get to the gym and see a lot of meat in a lot of manks and get me more sad about the state of the male situation in these parts. Half of the gym dudes are gay anyways and I still prefer the baseball hat pulled down, headphones in approach. However, it would still be nice to have some gym motivation and someone to watch exercise from afar.

My two roommates, Holly and the homeless one that shall remain nameless decided they were over the Lifetime movie marathon and have graciously allowed me to watch Breaking Bad and True Blood. Needed less romanticism up in here. It’s working. And we got the cat stoned on catnip which has been thoroughly entertaining for the last hour. It’s been refreshing to be around friends that feel as if they are on a similar downward spiral as me. Selling points discussed: “Hey, at least I don’t have a mustache.” “I’m pretty easy if I’m into the guy”. “I only have one stuffed animal now”. “I bathed at least twice this week”. “I don’t have the West Nile anymore”. You get the point. Not a whole lot of self-confidence around these parts. That’s why now seems like the best time to go out on a limb and ask someone on a date to a wedding.

This would be a first for me. Now is the time all of the college friends are starting to get married. There’s a wedding in Florida for one my closet college friends and there’s just no way going alone is an option. Nearly every single one of my friends is not single. There’s no issue with my singledom other than the fact that going stag to a wedding with all coupled up friends just doesn’t seem ideal. How does one approach this situation? Do you take your best girlfriend and current roommate who knows the college friends? Do you take a strictly platonic guy friend? Do you take a tweener? Let’s rephrase that. Do you even ask a tweener? Sounds like a random Big Al fail move to me, but I’m feeling kinda ballsy about things. Worst they say is no right? I have no wedding invite etiquette. How far in advance does one ask? Starting to feel in the mood to be a risk taker again…