I haven't forgotten about all your questions about my (sometimes) mad-dating self. I fully intended to get to those this past weekend, but obviously I had other things to do. Things like planning trips, and eating sushi, and looking at local art, and counting lip glosses, and drinking heavily, and staying up way too late with boys of questionable morals, and moving furniture and heavy boxes for a friend. And now I am off to see a nearly four-hour movie that I've been told is wholly overrated and irritating, despite its well-established status as a classic.
Anyway, I'll get to it. Promise. It just might not be until after I return from Austin. Meanwhile, if you want to add any more questions to the list, please, feel free.