tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49469944850637972422011-08-02T17:50:16.062-04:00Just another single gal wading through the <br>murky and treacherous waters of dating...LaFemmeSimplenoreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946994485063797242.post-62271840258727788022010-01-18T22:54:00.003-05:002010-01-18T23:01:30.850-05:00

Still seeing him. I wish I could see him every day, though that would probably be a very.bad.idea as we tend to stay up until all hours of the night. He's a stellar guy. He makes me laugh, he makes me feel sexy, he makes me realize I *DO* still have a heart. I could write pages upon pages about how he makes me feel but all I need to say is: he rocks.

LaFemmeSimplenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946994485063797242.post-40233007833806266402009-12-07T14:15:00.002-05:002009-12-07T14:23:36.473-05:00

So I went on the date. I turned into a ball of nerves about 30 minutes before meeting him. We txt'd back and forth as I tried to find a parking spot. I went a different entrance and embarrassed myself a little with "O hai! I back here!"First impressions always amuse me. I went in with a certain...expectation. He completely defied said expectation and I was pleasantly surprised. Cute! Very cute!

LaFemmeSimplenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946994485063797242.post-20879151681327840222009-11-20T00:17:00.002-05:002009-11-20T00:25:43.918-05:00

It's been a while since I went on a date. Amazingly, this is a self-inflicted choice. I had an interesting summer which didn't really end on a good note, so I took a step back and made myself both physically and emotionally unavailable. Sad little life eh?Over the past few weeks I've been...bored. Being a dating martyr is fun and all, it's saved me a lot of wasted time and energy, but a gal needs

LaFemmeSimplenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946994485063797242.post-37964410960756394342009-11-14T17:49:00.002-05:002009-11-14T18:04:47.087-05:00

Do you know Jami? She has this fabulous "little" (ha ha, little as in thousands and thousands of hits each month..bitch!) website. I highly recommend it if you are A: in need of entertainment and B: need to feel a little better about yourself.When I noticed Jami and I hung out in the same city, I emailed her and thus a beeeyootiful friendship started to form. Well, we kind of Facebook stalk one

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I was married once. It wasn't pretty. When I tell people my story the #1 question I get asked is, "Why the hell did you stay so long?" and I don't really have an answer for that.We were happy once, maybe. I'm pretty sure. The longer I am away from him, the fuzzier my memories of that life become. Our first official married fight happened 2 days into our honeymoon. It was only the first of many,

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