Once again, The Golden Girls has it right!

Ok, first of all, this posting is not a pity party. It's just been very long since I've posted and feel compelled to do so now while watching THE GOLDEN GIRLS. Long story short, I met a guy. He seems really great. Incredibly sexy too. Unfortunately, he lives in Long Island. Why do I keep finding guys I like who are long distance? I didn't think I'd be so into this guy, but I guess I am, since I can't get him off of my mind. And now, Dorothy is singing a wonderful Irving Berlin song, "What'll I Do," that fits my frame of mind right now . . .

What'll I do?
When I am wond'ring who
Is kissing you
What'll I do?

What'll I do with just a photograph
To tell my troubles to?

When I'm alone
With only dreams of you
That won't come true
What'll I do?