I got a phone call from R, a cute (and smart, and stable, and gainfully employed – way different from most of my usual dates) boy that I’d been on one date with and was patiently awaiting the next. He informed me that he would be participating in a Bachelor …
B… I found B on match.com. He was on a break from being the singer in a band out of Dallas. While a guy who plays an instrument immediately draws me in (no, Rock Band doesn’t count), and although B only sang, his “rocker” look and personality made up for …
So, since I’m new to this whole “blogging more than once every few months” thing, I’ve spent part of yesterday and some of this morning trying to figure out what to write about. I keep coming back to one thing, but repeatedly try to push it out of my mind. …
I finally finished filling out my match.com profile. Complete. I’ll probably have to go back and change it soon, since I have no idea what I even wrote last night. It took me forever to just get on there and figure out what to write (3-4 days of stalling before I started …