My Q&A session at dinner last night with Urban Therapy (They were the Q, I was the A) led me to think about being open. Is it weird that I have no problem talking about the most intimate details of my life? I actually have to restrain myself in this blog because I supose the whole internet shouldn't know everything about me. But it really doesn't make me that uncomfortable for people to know who I'm dating, etc. Is that strange?

Oh, and which of your friends would you sleep with if he/she asked?