Life

So I was SUPER excited when i emailed this:

and got a positive response. He's edgy, 6'2, artsy, beautiful, looks like my mailman, etc...I even went shopping for cute clothes, starved myself an extra few days to be super thin, made an appt with my girl to get my hair done and fantasized.

We made a date for Friday nite. and friday was going to be a shitty day for me. i had to have two teeth drilled at 7:30am, i had to go to work on a Furloughed friday and then wait 7 hours to meet my future husband.

But i started my day but checking out his picture again for motivation and found this:


He's a potato! a damn potato! I don't mean to be mean but in this venue, this IS what you see first and you have to ask yourself "can i have sex with this person?" The first guy, YES...2nd guy...no.


i was crushed. but i went out anyway becuase the thought of getting myself ready and hanging out at a trendy spot alos sounded fun.


And he was a nice guy. Very overweight, talked too fast, pronounced his "s" too much and is a therapist by day. uh uh.


I cancelled my hair appt because THAT was not worth a long drive to roseville and back.