I giggled.Sitting in traffic this morning, the sun shining down brightly, my Happy Honda fed a day's worth of rations and only 12 hours to go until touchdown in Raleigh, life could not be more perfect.
Heck, it's even pay day.
Flipping through my collection of mix cds, I found a throwback to last year at this time: $3 Long Islands Mix: The best of Senior Week.
Boy how times have changed.
For anyone that's seen the musical Avenue Q, you'll know that a mix tape, or mix cd or whatever you want to call them these days, is more than just a compilation of songs on a cd. It's a window into the soul.
The window of my soul last year at this time, was clearly a very shattered one. One angry girl song after another. Windows rolled down, singing at the top of my lungs, no doubt the cars around me this morning were thinking one thing:
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
While next week at this time the full verdict will be in on my online dating experience, I have to admit, I can't help but be at least a little bit thankful to the Catholic sites (particularly Catholic Mingle). They've turned my Alanis Morissette and Meredith Brooks ridden mix compilations into cds with butterflies drawn on the front, filled with things like Rod Stewart and Celine Dion.
That's got to at least help lower the blood pressure.
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