It's been a long time since I last wrote but the good news is that -- there's lots of good news.  I think.  Let's start with the bad things:  I have this weird laceration on the inside of my nostril which really sucks because it has no chance to heal what with the constant high traffic of pure, certified snot. 

Onto less gross things, I went to North Carolina to see my girlfriend for her birthday.  She lives in a farmhouse with a forest and endless fields for a backyard, which is at once beautiful but creepy at night.  We had a great time and ate incredible food.  I never would have thought that the best steak I'd have would be in North Carolina at a place called Pop's Trattoria.  I've taken to drinking red wine with steak and I want to shake the hand of whoever thought of doing that first.

I also made her think that I was getting her a Winnie The Pooh umbrella for her birthday, and I sat back watching her struggle to contain her obvious disgust in my taste for gifts.  When I gave her the real gift -- a much more substantial mp3 player -- she was elated (since she had lost her last one in Egypt this summer and likes to run to music) but we were both scared at how good of a liar I am.

Her roommate has a dog named Annie who is absolutely adorable.  And, unlike my dogs, knows how to play fetch.

It was so fun seeing her everyday but it was tough because I stayed with one of her friends -- who was a really nice guy --  but it was just such a nuisance to have to get to his house at a decent hour while knowing that sleeping over at hers would be so much more convenient and great.  But the things we do to make our mothers happy ...

Currently scrambling to see whether I have anything interesting to say at all before I end this post.  Nope.

But, recently, I noticed that more people are subscribing to this site.  The last person was Gabe, whom I have known for, like, 25 years.  (Seeing that I'm only 24, this is a feat in itself.)  People really need to stop coming here, okay?