Does Everyone Have Your Beta Buddy?

My life recently has centered around my Beta club. Last weekend I had the pleasure of heading to Branson to compete at Beta convention. Yes sir the capital of brutalized country music, itself. Actually I was sadly excited because I never had been to Branson before. Plus I was going with Hannah, Bob, Mare, Murphy,JoNell, Keri,and Ms. Tinnon. I like the majority of these people, although I think it is ridiculous that we had to have a female sponsor.
I will be honest. It was the bomb. Bob met "The Guy." This man is her soul mate. He look and acts like Adam Brody- and he is a creative musician. Yeah he rocks. I am not sure exactly what his name is but who cares. Who wouldn't want to be known as "the guy." It makes you an automatic enigma.
I also made a hilarious attempt to use my feminine wiles on some poor unsuspecting nerd. Honestly I tried to get the hook up with the king of nerd- and the most adorable guy I have ever met. Sigh. Unforunitly after the initial one way phone number exchange my romance was over. To quote Vonnagan "So it goes." The scary aspect to all this is that Murphy was playing matchmaker. Do you know what that can do to a person? I mean seriously. Besides making the fatal mistake of letting him know ( yeah that will end up in CE class notes one day this man was finding me games to play as icebeakers and little tips and what not. Ok Murphy is the bomb but I may be suing for therapy one day.
To make my experience more perfect Han and I placed 3rd in our individual tests, so we both get to go to New Orleans this summer. Score.