Well, I’m single again. Hey all you girls in relationships, remember what that’s like? Hanging out with your girlfriends all the time, calling your mom every day, dressing up and going out every weekend? It feels young, but sadly I am feeling older. While being single is fun and makes you an awesome independent lady, it’s also a little scary. Dating again? Getting to know someone, both the good and the bad? Risking more heartache? Ach, the thought of it makes me nauseous. Seriously, I am actually nauseous right now because I made myself think about that. It is all horribly daunting, but I guess it is part of what life is all about – taking risks in hopes of finding something great.
So I guess I am “dating” again. Well, I’m not really dating anybody in particular, but I’m open to the idea of dating, rather. I have been on one date, with a most memorable gentleman. The date commenced with taking shots of vodka at a local douchebag eatery and ended with the gentleman peeing in front of me and a family gathered in front of their TV. What a scene! I am thrilled that this event has kick started my fabulous and glamorous new dating lifestyle.
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The good news is that perhaps now this blog can return to its underlying theme of the past: adventures in dating, now in a new city! Let’s see how Boston does. Gentlemen...
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