Oh man.. I feel SOOOO bad.. I was all "Hell yeah I can blog the blog for the blog like......NOW!!"
And then I didn't.. Yeah, very rapperly (not a word) of me.

But hey, here I am.. I promise not to be a slacker next time guys. I love you all.. deeply. OK, not THAT deeply, but, pretty deep.

Hmmm, so it's Halloween. One of those holidays where it's fun to look for boys.
I've had a couple of weird experiences with boys in costume that I assumed were hot because of their costume. Only, to find out later that it was a combination of liquor, bad lighting and good costume. Do not be fooled... Then you see them again on a normal day MINUS funky attire and err.. oh. bad.. so NOW I do NOT even attempt to strike up a conversation with anyone donning a mask, cape or some sort or outfit that conceals entirely too much. Well, I try. I'm a sucker for a creative costume. I like to know that people think. That makes them infinitely more attractive to me. That, and an offensive sense of humor. Yummy...

Let's see how it goes tonight. I can type all that "I'm not checking for you in you silly coverage costume", but I'm also not in liquor, dance mode. We'll see. I will try and remember blogging about it.

Sigh, ahhhhh.. being single in the city. You would think in New York we would have a large selection of mates to possibly select from. Well where are they? If anyone knows where to find non-psycho, job having, attractive, financially stable, humorous and witty men to date.. please stop holding on to that information, you bastards.
I was contemplating speed dating, cause its funny..
Then I thought about doing my own dating show. Of course, it's just ME going on date after date. Cause it's funny.
Then I thought about combining the two. This is probably what will happen.
Do I think I'm gonna meet the greatest guy in the world by these methods? NO.
I do figure that since I would go on dates anyway, that I might as well let everyone share in the sheer hilarity of the experience.
Yup.
Perhaps I will meet some candidates at my party tonight, dressed like the shower costume Ralph M. wore in The Karate Kid. That was an awesome costume. Or ... perhaps I will remember my own advice after the many glasses of vodka and NOT talk to the shower curtained man.
Sigh..
Like I'm gonna get a date in my outfit anyways..

Oh, I'm a giant WIC card.. with a trail of babies.

Maybe it's me?

Nahhhhh..