the big announcement

So i've decided not to tell my friends anything about my dating life and will be strictly reporting on it in my blog. Why you ask? well, let me tell you a thing or two about women, they like to stick their nose in things they shouldn't. They are also very annoying. and i'm a woman, so i think i'm allowed to say this. when i tell my friends i have a date, i get innudated with so many questions about what I'm wearing, who he is, his profile name so they can look at him, where we're going, etc. I mean the list literallyl goes on and on, then the next day i'm bombarded with emails wanting to know how it went. then that's followed up by the daily questions about whether mr. X has called or emailed and then i feel terrible having to say no if i really liked the guy. anyway, this has led me to be able to tell only one person just to get the story off my chest, it's going to be you the public. and no one is probably reading this thing anyway, so that's even more of an incentive!

now all i have to do is get a date...

is this thing for real

nothing much has been going on the past few, i had another bad date, well not bad per se, but not promising, not sure those things go hand in hand. Anyway, tonight I have to go to NY for a friend's wedding. I'm wearing my roomates dress which is a little tight so instead of sitting on my ass here and typing this out, i should be at the gym, trying to make this thing look more flattering. oh well, anyway, I'm taking the red eye and plan to drug myself up with ambien to make sure I fall asleep instead of being kept awake by the overweight person next to me who hogs all the room, particularly the arm rest. Did you know that they have seat belt extendors?? Now, like I said I'm no slim jim but If i'm asking the flight attendant for a seat belt exetendor, i'd like to think i'd take a good hard look at my life and think maybe it's time to dial back on the doritos if you knwo what i'm saying.