My friend is back in the dating game for the first time in a while, and she’s doing it here in Los Angeles. Needless to say, from the moment she began this process, I’ve been fascinated. Because I literally do not know people who date here, I thought this would be a terrific experiment in
It’s a Friday. You’re looking to clear out. Your eyes keep darting to the clock at the corner of your screen. You’re sighing because it isn’t 5pm (or 7pm). I understand. I was one of you. This is why I take it as my solemn duty to entertain you until the moment of your freedom
While text messaging with The Man has not been the best introduction back into dating that I can think of, it has given me an odd sort of confidence. Now you could point out that since SF has been embellishing the texts, that he’s the one who should have the dating confidence and not me.
“Have been seduced by informality of messaging medium into flirting with office scoundrel, but will persevere with resolution to find nice, sensible man.” Bridget Jones. Right. Much like Bridget, I too have been seduced by informality of the messaging medium. Alas, I fret that I will indeed end up doing something colossally stupid with scoundrel