Dating and Suburbaphobia

Weekend date: attractive, 30-something man, intelligent, nicely dressed, great job. I know, you're thinking what's the problem? Geography.

Lives in Maryland, frequents the suburban hangouts, frat buddies and friends who live in those spooky suburban housing developments in the woods separated by acres of space. Yes, I am truly suburbaphobic. And? I live in a major city! The burbs are irrelevant.

The date started out well at Rasika. I had been hearing great things about bartender Gina Chersevani and she really is as good as they say. I took a picture of the beautiful drink she made me but my camera phone doesn't take good pictures in dim light. I really need a digital camera.

Anyway, all in all, a very nice guy. But just not used to parking in DC which means we didn't end up grabbing a bite at Annie's to continue dancing at Five after I'd endured a visit to the Bay Street nightclub in (gasp!) a Best Western in Lanham, Maryland.

And believe me when I say, there were guys in the parking lot drinking Grey Goose served from the hood of their car. This picture above says it all. So you can understand why I restrict my partying to the city.

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Zengo in 2008

As I await the New Year, I discovered that there's something to look forward to at Zengo in January. I was visiting my manager friend the other night and learned that this restaurant, which attempts to balance Latin and Asian flavors, will be having Feng Shui classes on the last Monday of each month form 7-9pm.
In addition to the classes, you get to mix your own margaritas and roll your own sushi rolls. While I'm not always happy with the attempt to balance flavors at Zengo, I'm all for balance in work, life, and food. And maybe the classes will help me to improve upon the haphazard placement of things in my apartment. I am so NOT Martha Stewart.

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Recognize: Dance Music in DC

Truth be told, I am a true Disco Queen. I did Donna Summer impersonations in the mirror as a child. Yeah, imagine that. Looks like the Washington Post has decided to give some recognition to us dance music fanatics in DC. A recent Sunday Source feature discussed the resurgence of disco in DC. Well, from the perspective of an East Coast born, Midwest raised person, DC was and always has been fertile ground for good dance music. It lives and thrives in various textures from go-go to house to punk. While I appreciated the article, I felt something was left out. Like maybe the real roots of dance music and interviews with the many people (loyal and consistent dancers, DJs, promoters) who have helped to keep dance music alive in DC over the years. But how mad can I be when legendary DC DJ Mandrill was rightfully spotlighted? I went to his Sunday Soiree party at the Fab Lounge last night and had mad fun. Much love to Mandrill. As always, last night a DJ saved my life!

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All I Want for Christmas...

A true city girl has got to have a great holiday party dress right? Well, I've found it.
However, I have yet to reach the point of fabulosity where I can spend over $3,000 on a dress and have yet to become a trophy wife. But, if I could buy myself a Christmas gift, this Michael Kors dress would be it - out of necessity of course. I love Net-A-Porter.com because it allows me to live out my shopping fantasies without having to spend the money. The good news is that this extravagantly expensive dress is sold out on their site. So, I don't have to feel as bad about it. Go figure.

I find it interesting though that this dress looks a lot like a Laura Bennett creation. As other Project Runway fans would know, she was a season three finalist and Kors, as a judge on the reality TV show, was very vocal in his complaints about her many sequined, feather-trimmed frocks. Interesting. All I know is that I need a good, much less-expensive dress to dance my ass off this holiday season. Any suggestions?

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Misadventures in Eating Out

As some of you already know and just by the mere title of this blog, I am not a fan of the suburbs. I try my best to stay in the city and for the most part, anything I want or need can be found in DC. However, when it comes to food, I will go slightly out of my comfort zone as long as I can hop on the train. So, when I had a craving for Pho recently, I was happy to see that Amanda at Metrocurean had just blogged about finding Pho in the DC area. Several commenters raved about Pho 75 in Arlington which happens to be metro accessible.
Unfortunately, as I have commented on Metrocurean, I went the other night and ended up leaving in disgust. While the Pho was good, all I have to say is YUCK!!! I was sitting in front of some of the kitchen staff and one of them was seriously picking his nose. Even after staring directly at him in shock for several minutes, he did not stop. I was halfway through my soup at that point, went to the counter to pay, and left in disbelief. I was totally pissed off as I walked the four blocks back to the metro. As far as I'm concerned, this was a sign that I need to stay in the city!

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No, I Am Not "Ready" for the Holidays

Call me a Grinch, but I'm just not one of those people who gets into the holidays. I've never decorated my home (or office cubicle), I don't spend months ahead of time shopping for gifts, I try my best not to wrap gifts that I do buy (that's what gift bags are for), I don't send greeting cards, I don't dress in holiday colors and would never wear one of those awful Santa hats, and I try my best not to ask people questions like, "So, are you ready for the holidays"? I'm single, don't have children and just really dislike the commercialization of holidays.

What I do like are holiday parties and having time off from work. And I believe we should all have more time for parties, food, and the people we love. All that other stuff is just work.
So, if you're not ready for the holidays, my generous employer at Going Out Tonight? can get you set. From last minute shopping to party planning, they've got you covered. You can find them at: GoingOutTonightDC.com

Cheers!

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Project Fitness Launch Party

My idea of working out is based on my chronic lateness: I walk really fast to wherever I have to go. But many of my fabulous gal pals swear by real exercise and my friend Megan actually has a personal trainer (below).



For me, the phrase "personal trainer" always brings to mind a drill sergeant who wants to cause me pain, which I don't like. I can't even imagine paying someone to torture me. But it probably helps that he's gorgeous. I attended the recent launch party for Project Fitness, and from what I've heard, he and his partner are very effective at whipping you into shape.

The party was at The Space which has become my favorite lounge spot with its urban elegance and welcoming environment. They even have a sushi chef at the bar now. The music is always great as well.

Anyway, even though I'm not a fan of lunges and crunches, I would encourage anyone interested in getting into or staying in shape to give Chickaro at Project Fitness a call. Happy training!

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Holiday Party at Cue Bar

It's Holiday Party Time at Cue Bar, one of my favorite U Street hangouts. Celebrate the holidays and their 2nd anniversary this coming Wednesday.

• Free Hors D'oeuvres
• Free Pool
• Free Ping Pong
• Door Prizes
• Holiday Drink Specials

Location: 1115 U St., NW
Date: Wednesday, December 12th
Time: 5pm-9pm
http://www.cuebardc.com/

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Am I A Dating Snob?

Over the past two weeks I have had at least three strange occurrences that have made me think about things I refuse to do when it comes to dating. These three seemingly normal guys that I had just recently met, all suggested that they bring food to my apartment and two of them actually thought I would cook it! I was appalled. Even if, as one might venture to speculate, these dudes were trying to save money, this is in my opinion, just bad taste. And it is evidence that the guy either does not know how or simply refuses to ask a woman out on a proper date. Either way, I'm done. I mean really, whatever happened to courtship? I may be a modern city girl but some things never change. Like going out on a date in a public place getting to know someone you've just met.

While we're on the topic, here are some other dating rules I adhere to:

I don't go out on dates in Maryland, Virginia, or any other surrounding suburb. Come on, I live in DC! That would be like living in Manhattan and going out to eat in Queens.

I don't eat at chain restaurants. Once again, I live in DC where independent fine dining establishments are abundant.

I was once at the mall with a guy and he actually suggested that we eat at the food court! I haven't done that since I was 13.

That's just me.

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Post-Holiday Vacation for Singles

I am once again advocating a special event just for singles: the post-holiday vacation. The first weekend after Thanksgiving was spent in recovery. I spent several days in the home of a married sibling with two teenagers, a toddler, and a grumpy spouse. One thing I now know is that if having children means potty training, then please just sterilize me!
As I've wondered before, why is it that the life of a single person is always scrutinized and judged? It's like being married is always viewed as the sensible decision. I beg to differ. Just ask Amy Winehouse fans.

So I spent last night on a return visit to Marvin. The place was packed, interesting conversation was abundant, and there was a line down the block by the time I left. I've decided that Leffe Brune, one of their beers on tap, is my official fall/winter brew. I also met an adorable guy who I had a late dinner with. I came home and took a long hot bath. Just what I needed to take the edge off the past week. Back to business as usual, being single in the city.

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A Single Girl's Best Friend - The Gay NightClub. Town is open!

Ladies, it's here! Just maybe DC is learning from good old New York. And yes, I will be there in my glow in the dark underwear!

Town Danceboutique

2009 8th St NW Wasington, DC 20005

Parking on site

Visit http://www.towndc.com/

Every Friday: DOWNTOWN
Every Friday, Town offers something different for DC...an edgier, more aggressive party featuring electropoprock beats, avant garde performances for a crowd that wants something new and different... The night will feature special performances by our own dance troupe: X-faction, and our undercover frat boy go-go boys from up and down the east coast as well as (starting in December) our premiere drag shows at 9:30pm and 11pm hosted by the incomparable Miss Lena Lett. Music by Wess on the lower level and by DJ Seth Gold on the main floor. 18 and over to enter with a valid government issued ID. Town opens at 9pm. The cover is $10. (in December) Our drag shows start at 9:30pm and the second show is at 11pm. The upstairs dancefloor opens at 11pm. Entry to the club ends at 3am. Alcohol service ends at 3am. The club closes at 4am.

Every Saturday: UPTOWN
Every Saturday, Town offers the classic, Saturday night , wave your hands in the air, take your shirt off, dance all night, meet the man of your dreams, party experience that our city so desperately needs. Music will be by resident DJ David Knapp weekly and will feature special guest djs on a rotating basis. Throughout the night, don't miss the special performances by our dance troupe: X-faction, our go-go boys and the region's most alluring performance artists. (starting in December...) Every evening starts with a bang when the legendary Ella Fitzgerald hosts our premiere drag shows starting at 9:30pm and 11pm.
21 and over to enter with a valid government issued ID. Town opens at 9pm. The cover is $12.(in December) Our drag shows start at 9:30pm and the second show is at 11pm. The upstairs dancefloor opens at 11pm. Entry to the club ends at 3am. Alcohol service ends at 3am. The club closes at 4am.

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Veteran's Day - for Singles

So today is Veteran's Day and not to be disrespectful to those who have served in the military, I started thinking about another kind of war - the Dating War.
Like many others (and maybe you) I have pretty much survived it all when it comes to dating. Dating someone who:
is married, has kids, is a pathological liar, cheats for sport, is a commitmentphobe, is violent and scary, has a psycho ex, lives in their parents' basement, is just plain old weird... Need I go on?

Singles should have a designated holiday. I'm thinking February 15th. It's perfect for single folks, especially single girls like me. If you can survive Valentine's Day without getting even so much as a petal, you are definitely a survivor and should celebrate the day after. And when you have come to that point in your life when you love who you are and are happy to be single or coupled up, there should be a parade thrown in your honor!!!

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Baby, It's Cold Outside

Now that the temperature is way down, it's hard even for me to want to go out. Just the idea of packing on the layers, walking through howling wind, and rushing from door to door to get out of the cold is enough to make me reconsider the journey. So, wherever I go has got to be worth it. A new environment usually does the trick and there's enough new stuff in DC to make it worthwhile:

• Vinoteca - wine bar at 11th and U NW
• Veranda - restaurant at 11th and P NW; can't wait to try the ricotta cheesecake!
• Red Derby - bar on 14th near Columbia Heights/Georgia Ave metro; can't beat a beer and a shot for $5!
• Cork - on 14th in Logan Circle; according to fellow city girl Megan, it's not open just yet
• The Park at 14th - at 14th and I NW; the cocktails named after First Ladies sound quite interesting

You know what else is enough to get me out into the cold? Chocolate! For me, the absolute best chocolate in the city is the hot chocolate at Les Halles. It comes served in a silver pitcher (no single serving here!) with mini brownies. Pure heaven! Now all I have to do is find a hot, sexy man to cuddle up with...

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Fall Back, Move Forward

First off, don't forget to change your clocks back: daylight saving time ends later this year (Nov. 4th). I could definitely use the extra hour of sleep. As they say, better late than never. It's kind of like getting over someone.

I spent Halloween with an ex - the infamous Mr. DJ. In my Wizard of Oz inspired costume, I realized how appropriate it was given that I was always living in a fantasy/dreamworld thinking that this guy was right for me. That night helped me to finally move forward and see things clearly. Don't get me wrong. I had a great night (and next day) with him. But just as in the Wizard of Oz , it was like pulling the curtain back on the Wizard.

Now available and able to have what I wanted from him, I realized that he was not what I wanted. He never was and never will be. While disappointing, it's an incredibly weight-lifting relief. Yes, I could spend my time sulking over how I wasted almost three years wanting something that never existed, but I have decided to be positive.
I get to move forward, let go of the past, and get an extra hour of sleep!

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Don't Date (or Eat Out) When Mercury is in Retrograde

I was going to pose the question as to whether or not you can date a man you don't get along with but that's really a stupid question. Contrary to what our elementary school teachers told us, there really are some stupid questions. I also know the answer to it: absolutely not! I recently attempted to do this.
What you can do with a man you don't like is to have really great sex. That's easy - you just don't talk. But seeing as though I was born under a very communicative astrological sign, not talking is almost impossible.

I came to this realization yesterday as I attempted to purge the memory of this dude by going out with friends. We had dinner at the new restaurant, Marvin at 14th and U named after Marvin Gaye. I figured, what could be better than good music, Belgian bistro fare, and a rooftop deck. Well, we never made it upstairs so I can't report on that. What I can say is that due to kitchen problems, the food took forever to arrive, came out cold, and someone seemed to have lost their tube of lipgloss in my garlic mayonnaise! To be fair, they did just recently open. So, I will go back. But what I thought was even more interesting is that our waitress attributed these strange occurrences to the fact that Mercury is in retrograde . This apparently takes place during three periods this year and one of those periods is right now (October 11th-November 1st). All I can say is that maybe she's on to something. These past two weeks have definitely been strange in many ways. And my very communicative astrological sign I spoke of earlier is one of two that is highly affected by Mercury.

So, my conclusion is this: opening a restaurant and attempting to date the sex buddy are probably bad ideas when Mercury retrogrades.

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Could DC Be Any Smaller?

As a regular party-goer, I am used to seeing people I know when I'm out. But sometimes it gets to be too much. And this is a direct result of there being so few nightlife destinations for a major metropolitan city with such a large population of young urbanites.

I mean really, why do I see the same suit and tie wearing posers every time I go to the latest club/lounge (Posh) with overly expensive, mundane food and drinks. Why do I see the same bohemian "artists" at any event featuring music you won't hear on MTV?
And for the love of single women everywhere, why must I see a guy I've dated whenever I'm having a bummy night of relaxing over a beer at my favorite bar?! Every girl knows that when you see a guy from the past you want to be to be looking fabulous and on a date.

Some solutions to my frustration:

• more accessible neighborhoods with several fun things to do - could the Convention Center area be more of a ghost town? One bar does not a destination make.
• a wider variety of events EVERY night of the week - shouldn't I be able to go dancing on a Monday night?

Just asking.

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Tired, Actually

This has been a long week. I think I was out every single night doing something or other related to business/networking/socializing combined.

The Girls Night Out Shopping Event was a blast! So much shopping and so many cocktails. Adding men just would have been dangerous but welcome.

I needed lots of RnR after two days of this event, so I checked out a new and an old favorite:

Axis is the epitome of a neighborhood bar with good food, friendly people, and even friendlier bartenders (Monday night). Luxury and comfort were calling after a day of humidity and collecting goodie bag items to give out at the event. Where did I go? Urbana was long overdue. It was perfect. From the beet salad to the cute, accommodating bartenders and dim lighting this was exactly what I needed. And I do love a classy hotel bar.

But it was the 2-day shopping event and Thursday after party that took center stage. Ladies and gents (can't beat free cocktails and tipsy women) don't miss it next year!

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Bad Girl Out at Night

Bad girls, talking 'bout bad bad girls, yeah... One of my favorite Donna Summer songs. I think I should make it my theme song. I've discovered over the past few weeks that many people disapprove of my nightlife lifestyle.

• I went on a date recently with a very nice guy. He might be perfect for someone else but I was bored stiff. When the date was over he offered to see me to my door but the night was young and I had some serious dancing to do. He took my decline as an example of how women don't know how to let men take care of them anymore. Interesting, patriarchal point of view, I thought.
• After telling my mother about a fun night out recently, I was told that I should have been at home and would never meet a good man after dark. Further, she told me to do something new like getting married and having a baby. Even if I were interested in those activities, they are unfortunately not completely up to me.
• While standing outside my favorite dive bar on a Tuesday night on my cell phone, a young man selling newspapers stopped to talk. He thought it was odd that I (a woman) was outside after midnight. As if I should be aware, he insisted that it was his duty to make sure I was ok. Seeing that I was speechless, he walked away.

To many, the night is associated with freaks (freaks come out at night), crime, and dirty, nasty, behavior. And apparently, not suited for women. My brother-in-law says that women shouldn't be out at night. Funny how I've seen much stranger things during the day than at night. I'm also more likely to be harassed during the day: at work, walking, at the bank, at the grocery store, on the train....

Indeed, nightlife gets a bad rap. Consider the differences between day and night. The sun, while beautiful, can be damaging to the skin and eyes. Not true of the moon. I absolutely love the moon. It's beautiful, dreamy, sometimes reminds me of cheesecake, and astronauts have walked on it. Nobody is trying to walk on the sun. The city is quiet at night which allows one to think more clearly. Very different from daytime with all the loud noises and the hustle and bustle. I've had the most interesting, satisfying, and enlightening experiences at night.

So I happen to be a night owl. Does that make me bad? If so, too bad. I have felt comfortable being me for several years now and it wasn't easy. I'm proud of that. Maybe one day we can all celebrate what makes us unique.

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Seasons Change

Over the last few days I celebrated the arrival of fall, National Singles Week, and the fact that I had extricated myself from all fantasies about the men I knew including friends and the guy I couldn't seem to get over. I was done with them all. And how symbolic given that with fall comes the shedding of things.

And celebrate we did! Kim, Megan, and I embarked on a four-day marathon of scoping out cute guys, dancing, laughing, and drinking to all hours of the night. Here's how it all played out:

Thursday

• We started the night at Cap City Brewery since it's Ladies Night on Thursday. Pretty uneventful but good half-price martinis.
• We then took the party to U Street stopping briefly in a couple of places but nothing peaked our interest.
• Next up was Adams Morgan. Tired and thirsty from our hike, we stopped at Bourbon for beer and to chat with my favorite AdMo doorman. We agreed that this seemed to be a very dull Thursday night in DC. Seated by the window facing the street we searched in vain for hot guys. Just as we were contemplating calling it a night, two odd but interesting guys walk in and strike up some conversation.
• Hunger had finally set in so we all (minus Megan) headed to Alberto's, whose recent presence on 18th St. has saved many from those horrid jumbo slices.
• With new found energy, Kim and I joined our companions for drinks and dancing to reggae at Bukom. By 2am, we were both ready to head home.

Friday

• With no real plans, we decided to wing it and just go with the flow. Kim met at my place after work to change into party clothes. There was a tasting at the wine shop up the street so we stopped there first.
• I always run into familiar faces there and a group of folks were going to hang out at Rumors that night. We figured, why not? Megan showed up and we waited for the club to fill up. Things were not looking good. The only men in our vicinity were either married or grossly obese. Luckily we had a steady supply of free drinks but decided to move on to the next place. On our way out, we were stopped by a group of young Army guys on the patio who were ready to party! We just couldn't resist being challenged to a dance-off and went back inside. Even though we danced until our feet were aching, we were not ready to call it a night just yet.
• The night ended at Steve's Bar Room with much less dancing and barely awake.

Saturday

• We all decided that tonight would be low-key and an early night. We met for a friend's birthday party at Oya. Megan and I got there late and managed to strike up an interesting conversation at the bar with "international man of mystery" guy. He mentioned a spot he was going to check out and gave me an idea for our next stop.
• The Space is a chic garage turned lounge with a rooftop deck that fit our low-key intentions for the night. It's also new enough to still be cool. I ended up seeing lots of familiar faces including my favorite local recording artist, Raheem Devaughn. Seeing him was enough for me. According to Megan, I squealed when I saw him. She on the other hand, was finding love on the roof. While low-key, this was not an early night. I didn't get home until 3am.

Sunday

The night began early as Kim and I wanted to take advantage of at least one last hour of sunlight. What better way to do that than by checking out all the people and boats at the Washington Harbour. We grabbed a spot at Sequoia's riverfront bar and reviewed the events of the weekend while scoping out the men. We talked to several nice but unappealing guys for most of the night but just before leaving I noticed from across the bar, the most beautiful man ever! I was talked into being introduced which wasn't difficult after several strawberry daquiris. This guy was even better looking up close. He took my hand, and like a couple of giggling sixteen year olds, Kim and I were walked to the car by beautiful man and his friend. Before we said goodnight, he put his number in my phone and took mine. Needless to say, I slept very well that night.

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National Singles Week

Much to my amazement and delight, I recently discovered that there's a whole week dedicated to being single! September 19-25 is officially Unmarried and Single Americans Week. The week was "started by the Buckeye Singles Council in Ohio in the 1980s to celebrate single life and recognize singles and their contributions to society" according to the Unmarried America web site.

Obviously this week is not widely publicized because no one I spoke with, married or single, had ever heard of it. One journalist offered her perspective on Yahoo Personals. She offers a clue as to why few people know about the week. As any single person knows, despite our growing numbers, there is still a stigma attached to being single. This is strange given society's general opinion of marriage. It's long been common practice to denigrate married life in popular culture. In television, movies, and in reality married life is portrayed as being a boring, sexless, life-sucking, prison-like hell of blaming someone else (spouse) for everything that 's wrong with one's life. You would think married people were forced down the aisle with a gun to their heads. Even more ridiculous is the contradiction of a billion dollar wedding industry coupled with an ever increasing divorce rate. Among the married people I know and those I meet, not one is happy. And few are committed given the rate at which I am propositioned by married men. Funny how this week comes at a time when I almost violated one of the most significant singles rules: Never go back. There is always a good reason why that relationship went bad like so much rancid meat.
So I say, singles be happy! We have successfully managed NOT to get legally locked into a questionable institution. Go out and celebrate!

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Where Will All the DC Fashionistas be on October 3rd and 4th?

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Free

On a random Friday night, broke and jobless while pursuing my creative freedom, I managed to eat and drink very well for free.
After a week of detoxing my body (bi-annual sinus/allergy sickness) and social life, I needed a night out. I had just come to the realization that after several years in DC, not only did I not currently have a significant romantic relationship with a man, I had no real male friends. I have never had any real male friends in this city. And believe me I tried. I tried on numerous occasions to cultivate male friendships but they all failed. They could never get past the absence of sex. The longest running "friendship" I had was with fun-loving, international Lou. But a few days ago that fantasy ended. His words, actions, and my mind were finally clear. I guess my mother was right. Men and women can't be friends. (Tell me what you think)
So, I needed some camaraderie and hung out for a while with my neighborhood friends at the sports bar up the street. This included married store owner guy. He walked me home and I triumphantly announced that there would be no drunken kissing like the last time. Not now or ever! Really, I'm just not that kind of girl. And besides, I've been there and done that once before. Foolishly thought I was in love. In a sober, wiser state, you understand how fooling around with a married man is like putting on someone else's dirty underwear. But that's a whole other issue I'll talk more about later. Anyway, I wasn't tired and needed a little more night out. Sometimes a girl needs a little more.
I felt the need to celebrate that I had not lost anything but gained a sense of reality. Lou was never really my friend. I felt free. There was not one guy I felt tied to in any way. Nothing was going to dramatically happen or change with anyone I had met in this city. I was starting at zero. And it felt good.
Thank goodness for Jerry who had just finished playing pool when I got to my destination. I have no idea what he talked about but after two drinks and an early morning breakfast at The Diner, I was ready to go home and soundly sleep it all off.

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A New School Year

Hello All!,

Why do I always feel nervous in September? Ok, I am a true nerd and always wanted to do well come the new school year. There was always so much pressure for me about being the best and the brightest in my class. This of course explains why I ended up in a prep school in New England straight out of the "hood" and years later out of grad school in DC with all the brainiacs but it doesn't explain how I've ended up here - in the place I want to write about. Different, wild, unexpected, strange, beautiful, nonsensical, revelatory, and connected in so many ways to people and things I never would have imagined. This represents a journey I continue and want to share... All I can or want to say is join me and share your experiences. Because truly, what else is life about other than the shared experience of being human!

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