October 30^th, 2010

It’s not a secret among people who know me that I’m always on the prowl for my next ex.  I say this with a large dose of sarcasm, as any single woman in her late 20s is apt to do.

The dating world in a place known as “Hollywood North” is not so easy.  What’s a girl to do?  Date your friends and acquaintances?  Done it.  Go on blind dates?  Done it.  The dreaded internet dating?  Yeah, that was a good choice.  If you want to know why these guys are online, just meet up with one and you’ll soon realize that is how even the crazy’s end up getting dates.  All of your loser ex boyfriends are dating online,  and because you somehow got roped into dating them another sucker will come around soon enough and date him too….hell, he’ll probably be married before you even go on another date. 

Last week I was out with some friends and in walks one of my blind dates from last year.  We were set up by a coworker,  we actually had a lot in common, but he was not attractive in the least.  He ended up having a crush on one of the friend’s I was out with that night, but she had turned him down.  Anyway, in walks this guy, with a hot, skinny, tall, blond.  My friend and I both looked at each other.  We rejected that guy, and this is what he ends up with?? Ah, to be a man in a city with infinite pretty young things.   I reject that guy and end up on another blind date with another unattractive guy, ad nauseam.  

Don’t think for a second I am complaining about being in this “predicament”, as my mother would say.  I enjoy being single, and to be honest, I kind of enjoy the ridiculous stories that I get from my endeavors.  It makes for great conversation in the lunch room. 

Nothing to report tonight, though.   It’s Halloween weekend.  As my coupled friends are at house parties dressed as Hal Johnson and Joanne McLeod or Things 1 and 2, I spent the night perusing the aisles of Chapters and am enjoying a nice red and some stinky cheese. 

I think I’m the best date I’ve had all year.