Don’t be THAT Girl…Who Dates THAT Guy

With my eyes rolled back in exasperation and bored out of my mind, the only thing I could think of as he was kissing me was; this would make a good blog.  That’s been the sad pattern of late.  On a date, rather than being fascinated with his tales of money woes, ex-girlfriends, hard-core vegan-ways or political disenchantments, I became fascinated with how great a story this would be to tell my friends the next day.  So my pain will be your pleasure.  Let’s hope I don’t meet “the one” soon, for my stories will go the way of stretch pants…wait, those came back.  And I guess my stories will be ever present with or without “the one.”  Until then, join me on my search…and Don’t be THAT Girl who Dates THAT Guy!