No no no. Not really a date. More of me being a nice guy. They were doing some thing where you have to bring a date in order to eat at the sorority house and they knocked on everyone’s door trying to find someone so they could eat and be being the nice guy I am said, “OK. Tiffany? Isn’t that your name? I thought so. Sure, I’ll go to dinner with you.” I didn’t even really know her very well. I think I met her once during a floor meeting and then I helped her move out of her room just before Xmas break. I heard her in the lobby saying, “Oh man, I still gotta load my car.” Well I wasn’t too far away getting a pop and I said, “do you need help? I will help you.” and I did. I’m so nice. hehe. Sorry about bragging.

Well thanks pal. I am pretty lucky. I have so many beautiful friends I couldn’t even name them all. BUT YOU ALL KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!! I don’t even know what I did to deserve them all but obviously they see something in me that they enjoy having around and so long as they see it I’ll remain their friend for as long as they want. Hmm. . . now I see why so many guys back home envy me so much. I just be myself and beautiful women like me for me. They go out for football, spend their money on big fancy cars, buy expensive clothes and walk funny and do all these other stupid things and maybe a couple women will like them. Hmm. . . I wonder if women like honesty. . . or maybe I’m just that darn cute! hehe Anyways, now that I am feeling all high-and-mighty I should clam up before I make some poor shallow guy cry his wittle eyes out. Thank you all my beautiful friends! You are what makes my life bearable. I’ll say more Friday. . .