on friends and finding a man

Steve is visiting. Yay!

Steve and I, on his 21st. Old picture, but it's still cute!

We're headed to Busch Gardens tomorrow, and hopefully silliness and fun ensues.

My friends have convinced me to join Plenty of Fish, which I did. Which prompted about 12 guys to be like "u r sexi" and just send me poetic messages, such as "Hi", or my favorite so far: "Hry". Where's the romance? The attempt to woo? It doesn't help that I feel like I am lying to the world when I put up pictures like this:

When I really look like this.

I'm a mess, really.