$40 whole dollars was just deducted from my bank account to do so. GOD HELP ME! These are my reasons for lowering self to said level:
a) online dating is boring/redundant/not working
b) if nothing else, it will make for a great story
c) it was on my bucket list
d) I signed up for a “hot or not” event for attractive singles. This means I subjected myself to being judged to get in, and will be subjected to judgement during the event. Which I fine since I’m super jugemental as well!
e) I’ll be forced to get dressed up.
f) 2011 is going to be all about checking more things off the bucket list, and then writing about them. Because there has’t been enough writing in the past year.
Speed dating goes down in t minus three weeks and one day.
I saw two men hit their heads upon exiting the subway tonight. My head bump feels better already. Misery loves company.
Last night was my 5 year high school reunion. A bunch of people came up to me and enthusiastically told me how great I looked, to which I wanted to reply: “Thanks, this body’s got a running tab of $28,000+$12,000+$9,000= $49,000, I better look great” but did not. Many a people either squeezed or played bongos on my new boobies.
Other people came up to me and said that they’re not stalking me but my facebook updates make them laugh out loud at work. OK PEOPLE I GET IT, I’m a facebook addict, but at least you think I’m funny.
All in all, a great time. And then my friend puked in the post office bushes.