So I talked to my friend Dave yesterday about the date. Even though he lives four hours away (and does not habitually read this thing) in Queens he knew about Saturday night. Dave said he knew it from the beginning it wouldn't work out. I lightly berated him for not letting me in on the secret then decided it's better to try and fail then never to try at all. Oh God, now I sound like some cheesey inspirational poster. Whatever. It's back to the drawing board I guess. I still can't bring myself to go back to the dating website though. Once and done. I gave it the old college try and just don't think it is for me. Who knows, maybe somewhere down the road I'll finally lose my grip on the last shred of sanity I have and do it again. But that's waaaayyyyy in the future. I mean WAY in the future.

Last night I was supposed to give blood again. Due to habitually low iron I was unable to give...again. Sigh. While I don't exactly like being stuck with a needle (says the person with three tatoos) I always feel bad when I can't give. Giving blood is a small gesture I consider to be the least I can do to help others. Bob gave...tee-hee...and he almost fainted! Bwaa ha ha! There was no sympathy from me. I did cave and take him to Isaacs for dinner though. I indulged in some dessert, a piece of chaos pie with Snickers pieces. Yummmmm. Granted I regreted it when I got home but I ran today so that should make up for it.

Very excited for the weekend. As predicted, it will only be Bob, Leslie, Anne and I at the cabin. Anne's only staying for a full day (24 hours) since she is in the midst of packing to move to Iowa for her PhD program. I admire her. Anne's one of those people that decide's what she wants and does it. No fooling around, just do what needs to be done and that's it. She'll be at U of Iowa for the next couple of years. It will be a good opportunity for me to road trip too. She's buying a house so there will be plenty of room for visits. Bob wants to leave early, like 8 a.m. early to get to the cabin. It's only bloody 1-1/2 hour away! Thursday night I'm at the paper so I won't get much sleep. When he told me what time he wanted to leave I told him not to be shocked if I was asleep before we were even 20 minutes outside of town. Granted, I'm usually asleep that fast anyway when I'm not driving. Not sure what it is but I have the uncanny ability to fall asleep in the car when I'm the passanger. Guess most of the time it's just boredom. What else am I supposed to do, knit a sweater?

Interesting. I do enjoy Eminem's music, but never really took the time to listen to his lyrics. Will definitely have to pay more attention the next time a song is on the radio.

A legend is gone. If you don't know any of her movies, go rent Philadelphia Story. A true classic. Hepburn at her best. She exudes a strength most women didn't put forth in her hay day. Here's to you Katharine...