Here is the thing…my life used to be somewhat amusing. I had fun stories about encounters with homeless men, tumbling down subway steps and the occasional awkward High School run-in.
HOWEVER, my life has gotten WAY less interesting these past few weeks. Sure, I went on a blind date…terrifying...of course. I met a boy at a bar who insisted I meet him at the nearest Taco Bell so we could hook up and I even danced with tranny (this is debatable, but I like to think it was a tranny) at a bar in the city. While this was all fun, I am still waiting for it. MY BIG AHA moment as Oprah calls them.
My freelance gig is currently up and for the past week, I’ve been sitting at home watching re-runs of CSI and searching for jobs instead of hanging with MK and A. It’s a definite downgrade in my mind, but I’ve had the time to try spinning and experiment with some new hairstyles…I’ve learned I resemble Ke$ha when I don’t blow dry my hair.
While my life has turned into a pathetic example of what happens when you don’t pick a practical major in college (I have a degree in English), I’m still somewhat happy. UNTIL, I turn on my television and see commercials for Valentines Day. To quote my mother, “One of these days you're going to need to get yourself a real Valentine...one who isn't your father”.
So…if you would like to be my Valentine...I would love that.
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