megalope

there was no better place I could think of to plan a Sex and the City opening night extravaganza than the Los Feliz 3. It was close to my house, within walking distance to bars, and in a hip part of town. Plus, all the other theatres were sold out for the weekend. And even though the "extravaganza" aspect to my Girls' Night Out plans whittled itself down to three lovely ladies--I include myself both in the count and as being lovely--I was not put off. Dress, hair, makeup, and heels were important ...

Who wants to be at the gas station for longer than absolutely necessary? I love the smell of gasoline, but I still don't want to hang around there after I'm done with my business. I wonder about this, because tonight a young man approached me as soon as I got out of my car.

"What happened?" he asks, pointing to a dent in Princess's front fender.

"Oh, ... I don't know," I respond, because I really don't. This isn't enough to satisfy him, because he's still there, so ...

Though I'm far past my internet dating salad days, a few vestigial emails from Yahoo Personals, plentyoffish, etc. still make their way into my inbox. I usually delete them or mark them as spam, because even if I was looking for a significant other, I doubt I'd seriously attempt to find one online.

Recently, however, a dear friend of mine was relating her experiences with eHarmony, and I got a little nostalgic. Does true love lurk in eHarmony's homophobic network? I revisited my profile, ...