So another one of my friends names the day, and I get to be Bridesmaid again. I am so happy for Jables because her and Mr T are so very well suited and so utterly bonkers about each other that it honestly does warm the cockles of my weasly black heart.

But it also makes me think - When is it my turn? Where is he? Been having this conversation with my single girlfriends a lot lately, and its all getting a bit stupid. We don't meet decent men, at all. The couple of dates I've been on have been like bad job interviews - get home afterwards, dump my handbag, take off the makeup and the heels and sigh before confining it to the annuls of history.

I've been listening to this (genius) song lately - its from the new Alkaline Trio CD, and its a really happy song actually. Even though I love my friends and I'm super happy that they're happy, I sometimes want it to be my turn. I do not in any way wish my friends to hell, cringe at wedding bells or wish them to shut up. They are not making me sick.. Its just a good song that makes me think! (And like the man says, I DO fall in love with people that I'm never gonna meet!)

Love love, Kiss kiss - Alkaline Trio

Take a look you see I painted you a picture,
It's black and white except the blood's a little richer
Down in the corner I gave it my signature
And then I titled it "This one's for the Winter"

Check it out, you'll see it's just a big disaster
I dedicate it to the fact that it's so hard for you to dream,
A million heartbeats around you make it hard to sleep
Doesn't help you're freezing in your bed your blankets aren't enough
All you want is some one there, all you say is so what.

Love, Love, Kiss, Kiss, blah blah blah.
You're making me sick, I wish you'd just stop showing off
For the rest of us that no one wants to love
It's hard enough trying to drink another Winter all alone
Love, Love, Kiss, Kiss, blah blah blah.

Well do you find you like to fall in love with people that you're never gonna meet?
It's easier than breaking up and crying in the street
Do you curse the happy couple? Do you cringe at wedding bells?
Do you drink up all the punch while you wish 'em all to hell

Love, Love, Kiss, Kiss, blah blah blah.
You're making me sick, I wish you'd just stop showing off
For the rest of us that no one wants to love
It's hard enough trying to drink another Winter all alone
Love, Love, Kiss, Kiss, blah blah blah.

You can't escape this fatal case of melancholia
It's in your face, in every place you go it's stalking you
And there are days when we all say we feel we just can't go on
But you've felt this way all along

Love, Love, Kiss, Kiss, blah blah blah.
You're making me sick, I wish you'd just stop showing off
For the rest of us that no one wants to love
It's hard enough trying to drink another Winter all alone
Love, Love, Kiss, Kiss, blah blah blah.