heh, sorry I'm not bringing the drama. Such a shame too. Met up with a busload of friends in the mountains over New Year's, and it was chock full of single hotness. Including a stripper from Montreal who loved to say my name, as it's also French. It's funny how the whole indifference thing works. I was genuinely indifferent because I've got a pretty damn awesome girl right now and the stripper kind of had a stripper face (banging body though). She was there pretty much by herself, just knew one of the guys who organized the bus trip. On NYE when I walked by her at the bar she told me that I had to kiss her at midnight. I was like "yeah, jeez, you know, my card's pretty full tonight." She sat there looking kind of surprised. "You're not used to getting turned down are you?" She laughed and said no, she wasn't.