Two Things.

1) Spot, the adorable little stuffed puppy of children's literary fame, has been decapitated and met his sorrowful death. May he rest in peace, and my his legacy live on in the hearts, minds, and bookshelves of future generations.

2) I realized this morning that I had a pretty good dating life in college. There was an interest, whether it turned into anything or not, each of my four years.

Except what led me to this conclusion was the realization that it's been nearly two years since I went on a proper date, and a year and a half since I even hung out with a guy with any sort of interest in me.

Of course, I could have taken Mr. Car Dealership himself up on his offer.

Wait...no. Definitely no.