Scott and Amy

One of my biggest complaints about living in Atlanta this past year has been not having a very strong circle of friends here. While Candace certainly is a friend, girlfriends don't typically count in your friend-count, so although she and I have done A LOT together, I haven't really done much with many other people.

Short of Evan (who, as a roommate also falls into a can't-be-counted category), the only friends I see with any regularity these days are Scott and Amy, two high school acquaintances that have become good friends since we reconnected in late December. Although they're not a couple, almost every time we've hung out it's been the four of us, so it almost kinda functions that way. Unfortunately, the four of us only manage to put our schedules together once in a blue moon, but when we do it's always fun.

The first time we were together as a group was when they came to support me at my first Chi Phi gig. Shortly thereafter, Candace and I met up on a pub crawl for Scott's birthday, after which it took about three months before we got together again for dinner and drinks. And just the other day, again roughly three months since our last time together, we met up for some delicious tapas at a place called Noche.

Hopefully we'll be able to make these get-togethers happen a little more often, but even if this is all we get to see of Scott and Amy, it's definitely much appreciated, as they're really interesting and really fun to hang out with.