Eighteen random facts for the new year. Let’s get to know each other! I can't wait to read yours!

1. Do you make your bed everyday? Nope, not even if company is coming.

2. What's your favorite number? 12

3. What is your dream job? Professional drag racer.

4. If you could, would you go back to school? Yes

5. Can you parallel park? Yup

6. Name a job you had which people would be shocked to know you had. VHS tape collector for a video store in the late 80s... $7.50 per returned tape!

7. Do you think aliens are real? Undecided

8. Can you drive a stick shift? Yes

9. What is your guilty pleasure? NN. Nachos . Not at the same time.

10. What's your dream car? 1940 Willys hot rod

11. Do you talk to yourself? Only to yell at me

12. Do you like doing puzzles? Naw

13. Favorite music? Country and rock

14. Coffee or tea? Tea, preferably iced

15. Do you hit the snooze button? Nope.

16. Love or money? Love for sure

17. Pets? I pets myself

18. First thing you remember you wanted to be growing up? A baseball player

Play along ... copy and paste this onto your wall, change my answers to yours, and let your friends learn a little about you.

Were you ever positive someone was for you? I can't get her out of my head. I'm mad that she bailed with no... communication, of what was going on in her mind, that I was in limbo, wondering - and still wondering - if I was a diversion, a test of some sort for her, boredom, if she ever liked me. I feel all that, along with missing my friend. Maybe the difference in age is too much. Not calling her immature, but she has much more going on in her life, single mom, work, keeping up her house, dealing with an ex. I'm single, no kids, no ex, do whatever I want. I hurt, I want my friend, I wish the work thing wasn't an issue. I don't know if I could date her now, not without working through some issues like her lack of communication. I'm just rambling trying to get this all out of my head and sort it. I haven't stopped anything in my life, doing all my normal things, and dating and trying to date more.

So we haven't talked much in the last few weeks, and it hurts. I miss my friend. I'm sure part of me held out some hope for us to date again, but really, I miss my friend. We talked every day for so long, about everything and nothing. We had a little team break, and she said to my coworker that she had gone to a trivia night at a local brewery, and while she didn't say it, I'm sure it was a date. That's fine, I'm dating too. Maybe that's the way it's got to be, a natural progression. I have some anger, thinking I am mature enough to be happy for her, whatever and whoever makes her happy, and it hurts that she has stopped talking to me or doesn't know how to talk to me.

Dr. Jack Hodgins: I'm a better man than this...
[Groans]
Dr. Jack Hodgins: I want to be happy for them, you know. I really do.
Dr. Lance Sweets: Well, it's easier for us to accept loneliness, as long as the person we were once with is also alone.
Dr. Lance Sweets: Do you want Angela back?... I don't think you're jealous. I think that you're grieving what you've lost.
Dr. Jack Hodgins: Grieving? As in grief?
Dr. Lance Sweets: Yes.
Dr. Jack Hodgins: The only thing that cures grief is time. Unless you're recommending a lot of alcohol.
Dr. Lance Sweets: I can't really recommend alcohol.
Dr. Jack Hodgins: Man, it'd be great if you could though. Right?
[Hodgins laughs]

You want to know where we go from here.
So many roads, but none that seem clear.
Is what we have enough to last a whole life through?
Who knows? Baby, who knows?
So you're asking me 'what do we do'?
'Cause time moves so fast, and the chances seem so few.
Is it too much to think that we could have it all?
Who knows? We may never know.
But if I were you I'd promise to live life for all it's worth.
Take all that you've been given and leave your mark upon this earth.
Trust your heart to show you everything you'll ever need.
And if I were you, I'd fall in love with me.
So hold me close, I'll kiss away your fears.
I won't promise the moon, but I promise to be here.
And what if together it gets better everyday?
Who knows? We may never know...
But if I were you I'd promise to live life for all its worth.
Take all that you've been given and leave your mark upon this earth.
Trust your heart to show you everything you'll ever need.
And if I were you, I'd fall in love with me.
If I were you, I'd fall in love with me.

Outside FBI Headquarters - Night. On the wall, there is the following quote: "Nothing happens unless first a dream.." - Carl Sandburg. Booth and Brennan are walking down the stairs.)
BRENNAN: In his book, Sweets wrote that being abandoned by my parents made me convinced that all meaningful relationships are doomed.
BOOTH: And he wrote that I got "White Knight Syndrome" cause of my physically abusive, alcoholic father.
BRENNAN: Hate psychology. (Booth stops walking.)
BOOTH: I'm the gambler. I believe in giving this a chance. (He moves closer to her) Look, I wanna give this a shot.
BRENNAN: You mean us? (he nods) No. The FBI won't let us work together as a couple-
BOOTH: Don't do that. That is no reason why we can't... (He cuts himself off and kisses her. She kisses him back and then places her hands on his chest and pushes him away.)
BRENNAN: No. No.
BOOTH: Why? Why?
BRENNAN: You-you thought you were protecting me, but you're the one who needs protecting.
BOOTH: Protecting from what?
BRENNAN: From me! I - (she starts to break down) I don't have your kind of open heart.
BOOTH: Just give it a chance..that's all I'm asking..
BRENNAN: No, you said it yourself; the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different outcome.
BOOTH: Well, then let's go for a different outcome here, alright? Let's just - hear me out, alright? You know when you talk to older couples who, you know, have been in love for 30 or 40 or 50 years, alright, it's always the guy who says "I knew." I knew. Right from the beginning.
BRENNAN: Your evidence is anecdotal.
BOOTH: I'm that guy. Bones, I'm that guy. I know.
BRENNAN: I- I am not a gambler; I'm a scientist. I can't change. I don't know how. I don't know how. (and with that, she breaks Booth's - and her own - heart) Please don't look so sad.
BOOTH: Alright. Okay. (he sighs, and leans back against the wall) You're right. You're right.
BRENNAN: Can we still work together?
BOOTH: (after a slight pause) Yeah.
BRENNAN: Thank you.
BOOTH: But I gotta move on. I gotta find someone who's - who's gonna to love me in 30 years or 40 or 50.
BRENNAN: (softly) I know. (Brennan wipes her eye and starts to walk away. Booth joins her. They bump shoulders and then she links her arm through his, puts his head on her shoulder and they walk off, together. Though they're not together, they'll still hold because they're the center.)

Me: Sigh. At least my stomach is only tied in a few million knots now, instead of eleventy billion.