Day 1.

Day one of not talking to dylan has gone fantastically.

I was sitting there, watching 30 rock.. which is by the way pretty freaking hilarious. i fucking love tina fey. ANYWAY. So i’m sitting there, as she’s going through all these guys and never finding the right one for her, i start trying to figure out who my perfect guy is.

and i realized, i have no fucking idea.