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Being Single and living in LA

Being Single and Living in LA

 

I lack good judgment in relationships.  I tend to be one of the people who wear their heart on their sleeve and try to meet people with out too many of my walls up because really what benefit do you get out of not giving something a fair chance? Well there is a benefit.  In not taking the chance you never have to pick your heart up off the floor put it back in your chest throw on some skinny jeans and try again.

 

So much to my surprise someone said to me I’m sure you will find a hot LA guy in no time.  If this had come from a great girlfriend of mine it would be inspiring and encouraging.  Not the case.  It flew out of the mouth of the one persons mouth that you would not expect and only clarified that damn here we go again.  I was insulted but I digress.

 

Well last night a friend of mine was in town from NY.   She calls and asks me to go out to dinner with some of her friends and then to this lounge bar.  I haven’t gone out in LA yet so of course I took the opportunity.  I meet her at the restaurant (which was A-mazing) and am sitting with her friends.  Which included a talent agent, an LP (little person did not know the lingo), and a few pro skateboarders.  It made for interesting conversation.  I am sitting next to this guy who seems nice enough when my friend texts me from across the table- BTW the guy to your right is a porn star!! HUH?! This guy…. really? ..

 

Well then we all go to the lounge.  Which was awesome!  The music was great and everyone was dancing, but not in the creepy club way of Orlando.  It was just a bunch of people letting loose and having fun. 

Out of no where this guy grabs my arm and is like hey I want you to meet my friend he starred in Munich.. huh? Who the hell cares…  Does that actually work?  Are girls that stupid?   I am definitely not in Orlando anymore. 

 

In the end I am ok being me.  And I am ok being single in LA.  I don’t need to run out and find a hot LA guy and I don’t need to sleep with a porn star or a guy who had a line in Munich. It’s all good.  J

 

“And I’ve never been so alone. And I’ve never been so alive.” Third Eye Blind

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