Blogs from the City
Online love...
As much as I hate to admit it, Johnny was right. The online thing worked. So here is what happened: I, eh, I mean, “Subtle_Vixen_310” (clever, eh) logged on to one of those dating sites, and ended up getting “winked” at by a cutie Southern Gent named...well, let’s just call him “SouthernGentLA.” We exchanged a couple of emails, and we’re supposed to meet up this Friday.
Pity Party
It’s my fifth lonely night in my fabulous L.A. apartment. My phone is not ringing, and I’m enjoying the view of the Hills by myself. So I decided to have a date with the new man in my life, Charles Shaw. That’s right, it’s just me, a DVR of the Hills (when did Lauren get so manipulative?), and the best glass of wine that $2.00 can buy (thanks Trader Joes), at home…alone…on a Friday night…in a city that boasts the most singles of any major city in the country.