Still Pantsless

It's still ridiculously cold in New York and snowing, but yet I'm still not wearing pants.

I met up with the lovely AP for drinks again yesterday and we got far more buzzed that we did last time.

I thoroughly enjoyed bitching about love and life with her and it's nice to know she's just as clueless about what lies ahead as I am.

2 wonderfully suitable 20 somethings single in New York City without equally wonderful suitable suitors, why?