As I was responding to some correspondence tonight (i.e. replying to my Match emails, I just think that sounds much more genteel than ‘emailing back random dudes I’ve met online’) I noticed that the system had sent me some new recommendations for guys they thought I should look at. And lo and behold, but who is one of my daily matches?
None other than Douche-Bag Scott.
Seriously Match? As if seeing video of him on my TV Station this week wasn’t enough, you have to twist the knife a little bit more by reminding me that we are a good match? Ugh.
Gee, thanks.

Whatever dude.
In other news, I went over to Lindsay’s house and got to hang out with Bailee, Lindsay, Holli and Victoria for awhile. You know you’re getting old when you decide that 10:45pm is late and you need to go so you can go to bed!
We made plans for brunch in the morning. I am ridiculously excited. Bring on the french toast!
Lincoln Marathon weekend has begun!