Thanks to a certain, newly-engaged Boston friend, I'm currently listening to a Time music compilation called "Body Talk." Yep, that's right -- a whole collection of love songs, spanning eight CDs, at least two decades, and a maple tree forest's worth of sap. But it's strangely addicting. A middle school mix tape of love songs couldn't top this -- Greatest Love of All, All by Myself, Don't Let Me be Lonely Tonight, Dream Weaver, Let's Stay Together, Back in the High Life Again, Total Eclipse of the Heart. That's only a small sampling.

Speaking of love and newly-engaged friends, I just received yet another engagement announcement email from an old high school friend from the Lone Star state. When did engagements become an epidemic? And when did I get the vaccination shot? Engagement is the perfect relationship phase. You get the bling, you get the spotlight, you get most of the benefits of marriage, but you get to keep your own bank account and house. Sweetness.
Stay tuned for tomorrow's blog -- speed dating takes place tomorrow evening around 7:30pm....
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