Day two.

I was awakened by a crazy New Yorker. Why I don't know. I have known her my entire life. Literally, my ENTIRE life. Our mothers were college roommates and we grew up as best friends. She went on vacation to New York about 10 years ago and never came home. She loved it there. Now she's ready to be a little southbound, but work commitments keep her there. She is my Match.com partner in crime. We laugh about hairy backed men and guys who wear their shirts unbuttoned to their navel. And guys that say "Yummy!"after seeing a girl's picture. Eww, gross. There have got to be better guys out there.