Here We Are Again

December 1st is here again. Finals approaching, Squish-mittens birthday is almost here again, I'm out of money, need a new car, and the only thing that keeps me up at night is man troubles. I'm divorced now so you'd think he'd have gotten the message that I am officially out. Besides the fact that I tell him that blatantly every time he asks if there is still a chance for us. I've moved on, plain and simple. If the man of my dreams walked up to me today and asked if I wanted to get married I'd have to say give me a year or two and we can see then. Not that I wouldn't take a relationship, I'm just content being single. That doesn't mean however that I don't want guy friends to hang out with, do stuff, talk on the phone with, watch movies, party, and just generally to be a part of my life. That's the one thing I miss. So the month will continue on, there are birthday plans to make, a weekend of pure party ecstasy to enjoy, final Christmas presents to wrap and give. I love this time of year and dread it with my whole being at the same time. All of my blog posts come down to one thing...