Tuesday is cheap movie night at the theater. This makes Lindsey a happy girl.

One of my favorite things to do is take bubble baths. I know, that's random. But being able to take a bubble bath means that I have TIME to take a bubble bath. It means that my homework is (hopefully) done and my room is probably clean and there is nothing left to do but relax in a hot bath.

So last night, even though my room was a far cry from clean, I decided to take a bath. And there, amidst the bubbles and the steam, I started thinking. I'm quickly approaching that part of life where it feels like everyone around me is getting engaged. Every week a new girl in my class walks by with a flashy new rock on her left hand, or I get an e-mail that we're having a candle light at chapter, or I hear through the grapevine that another classmate is getting married. Luckily, I have a significant other, so it's not like I'm desperate for love or spiraling into depression that I'm not the blushing bride-to-be. I'm perfectly content with the idea of getting married in a couple years. No, I'm GLAD that I'm not getting married for a couple more years. It's just that... Sorority life really never fit me. And in high school I had one female friend that was my other half and that's all I needed. So now here I am, imagining myself as the bride with sweet Evan as my groom. I can easily picture his groomsmen, all stunning in their tuxes: Lee, D, Cousin John, Logan, Thomas, Ryan Godwin... maybe even more. And then I pan to myself. There I am, Lauren by my side. Alice and Jane line up behind her, not just because they're Evan's sisters but because I'm very lucky to call them friends as well. But that's only three. My best friend in Auburn is a boy, and Trey would hardly be willing to be a "bride's maid." If I really think about it, I can pick people out... but I'll always be afraid that, although they'd happily accept my offer, they'd be left thinking, "Really??..."

I guess I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. It's just hard not to be overwhelmed with thoughts like that when everyone around me is coupling up. And I've always dreamed of my wedding... big and grand, simple but elegant, unforgettable to everyone that attends. And this revelation really puts a damper on that little fantasy. But about that bridge...

I'm going to see I Love You, Man tonight. I've seen so many slap-stick comedies that rely too heavily on sex and vulgarity to really be clever or memorable lately, so I have low expectations for this movie. But I find that you get the best results that way, when there's nowhere to go but up.

Speaking of that movie... it starts in 20 minutes. Guess that's all, folks.

Adieu.