i'm back in england and better than ever. physically better than i have been the last two weeks anyway. ten days of illness, a trip to the doctor, and two antibiotic prescriptions later, i'm feeling fit and fabulous.

well another year has come and gone (i feel like that's what you're supposed to say given the current date and festivities) and another friend has gotten engaged. i think that's friend #876 in the last month. WHAT ON GOD'S GREEN EARTH IS IN THE WATER OVER THERE? as i've been saying, a new stage of life i suppose. congrats go out to the future mr. and mrs. stanfield. all that this verifies for me is that a lot can happen in a year and a half. two former 1305ers getting hitched. what is the world coming to? jennifer and i are holding down the fort of singledom. keeping it real, keeping it fresh, keeping it single. now THAT'S a motto. jennifer, we're renting your condo to illegal aliens for a hefty profit and sponging off of the bridges by moving into lauren and todd's basement with their gargantuan puppy if i move back to ohio. it's my, "get out of college loan debt financial plan of 2006" plan.

on another note, i hope that ya'll are antsy with anticipation over my blogging anniversary. i'm not eeeeexactly sure of what it will entail, but to heighten your senses and inquiries (not misspelled, viva americano!), i'm going to attach a picture that i accidentally took of myself--yeah, you read that right--one night a couple of months back after getting in from shaking my ace out on the dancefloors of liverpool. my camera was new and i was fidgeting around with it. oh, and a big R.I.P. to our nights of clubbing at mood. we have left our dancing days at mood behind us and are now moving onto some hispanic joint.

bloggees, you better feel adored, appreciated, and privileged that i value your entertainment over my own embarassment.