Conversation with MattyK, posted merely because he said not to (hehe):
Val: i saw a commercial that reminded me of you
Matt: commercial, eh?
Val: it was on a tv show where they show commercials from other countries that they can't show in the us
Val: there was a guy at a sperm bank
Val: and he's in the room with all the magazines and such trying to get a sample
Matt: this reminds you of me?
Val: yes
Val: and he can't get anything going
Val: so he finally gives up and goes into the hall but then stops picks up another magazine and goes back in and then gives the nurse his sample and goes away
Val: then the nurse goes into the room to see what magazine he had
Val: and it was a big ad for a motorcycle
Matt: haha
Val: and that reminded me of you if it were a car
Matt: I was going to say. motorcycles aren't my thing :-)
Val: i know
Matt: but a 3 page fold out of a bugatti... oh man
Val: hahaha
Matt: um... better not quote me on that

Just to be clear, this apparently is a bugatti:

And I guess I have to admit that that kind of gets me hot too. :)

....

So, I am getting married on June 12, 2010. Mark your calendars.
Seriously, I need to get married on the 12th since Nad and Jen both are and we thought it would be cute and that's the best day for me to do it on then.

Yeah, so tonight I went out with Nadia, Josh, Stefan, Jenny, and Adam to Parallel 42 (awesome wine bar I have bragged about before) to celebrate our last night of going out together as all single people. The wine was yummy (I had Yellow Fantasy Riesling).
I told Jenny my plans to dye my hair lilac for the wedding (dye to match).
We realized that the video we showed them how to make babies but not how to not make babies.
We found out there is such a thing as history porn.
We decided to jeer on Josh at the Chicago Marathon (yes I said JEER on).
We figured that everyone's had a crush on Adam.
I decided to hire myself out at parties as a forgiver.
We determined that Adam obviously sleeps on the couch at their new place.
We determined that they will be doing their taxes every night for a few months.

Ah, I guess I am not losing a friend, I am gaining an apartment to hang out at. :)