I am a single girl dating in Los Angeles. Sometimes. It's interesting.
Tom’s parents are visiting for two weeks, and he wanted me to meet them. I knew I couldn’t fake an illness for that long, so I gave in and accepted that the frightful day had arrived. I was more nervous about meeting his parents than I have been with any […]
When it comes to the battle between men and women, it’s never pretty. Every single day, men bitch about women, women bitch about men, and we drive each other insane in the membrane. In short, we pretty much hate each other. Except for the sex part. But there is one […]
I don’t know what to write. But it’s Thursday night. I’ve made a commitment to write one blog post per week, tomorrow’s Friday and I’m spending the weekend with Tom. It’s not that I don’t have anything to write about. I could write about the top five best songs to […]
*TMI Alert* *TMI Alert* *TMI Alert* Once again, I have written a post that contains more information than some people would care to know about. So I have this handy little alert system to forewarn readers who are faint of heart. If you don’t want to know about the status […]
The other night, Tom and I got into our first little spat. Essentially, he complained that I don’t want to see him as much as he wants to see me. And it’s true, I don’t. He wants to see me almost every day and that’s just a bit much for […]
Well, folks, hell has officially frozen over. I have done gone and got myself a new-fashioned bikini waxing. That’s right, kids, I’m bald. In my first blog post, I lamented […]
Since I wrote last about Tom’s ginormous johnson, I thought it apropos to stay on topic and regale my readers with a story about Tom’s polar opposite. This is a tale about the smallest penis that has ever entered my body. *** Enrique and I met when I was a […]
Well, well, well. Welcome back. I knew you’d come. The time has drawn to answer the question: did she or didn’t she do the nasty with Tom on their 24-hour third date? So come with me on this ride. I’ll skip the boring details about the pizza and the movie […]
Last weekend, I had a 24-hour date with Tom. Twenty-four. That’s right, like the TV show. And it was only the third date. It started Saturday evening at his place. I hadn’t expected to spend the night, and I certainly hadn’t expected to spend the day. But lo and behold, […]
When I was married, I changed my surname to match my husband’s. I will never, ever do it again (if I ever decide to marry again, which is another subject). I suppose I did it because we had gotten married on a whim, and I wanted to prove to him […]
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