It's Friday, and I'm glad the week is over. Not because it's been a bad week or anything. I'm just looking forward to having nothing to do. I'm good at that. Well, it's not that I have nothing to do. I should be packing up my apartment since I move next Saturday. I should be doing lots of . . .
Age of Aquarius
I love astrology. If a so-called expert can tell me what days of the month are best for romance, money, or my career, I will buy a lotto ticket, ask for a raise, or even drag myself across the bar of a nightclub to talk with a complete stranger. Okay, my reverence hasn’t paid off yet, but if . . .
Parking Conundrum
I was meeting a friend for dinner last tonight, and as usual, my goal was to avoid paying for parking. In L.A., this can be tricky. Unless you are dining in suburban meccas like Arcadia or Van Nuys, chances are you will be forced to valet. A valet can add another $10-20 minimum to the cost of the . . .
Online Dating Peeves
I admit, I’m a fickle online dater. When I sign up on a new site (usually for a 3-month special I saw in an ad), I'm excited. But after a few of weeks and several less-then-average profiles, I stop logging in. But then, a couple of months later I see another ad or another new site, and once again . . .
To Pay or Not to Pay?
Ok, I'll be brave and say it. Some of you guys are totally cheap. You know who you are. I'm a fair and equal girl. When I am asked out on a date, I do offer to pay for dinner, drinks, whatever. I know that many members of my gender feel that the guy should pay, especially when he is the one . . .
Posting…
When I first started reading blogs, they seemed a little self-indulgent to me. I mean, who cares what one person thinks? Well, the more I read, the more I was entertained and inspired. But I felt like a voyeur. After all, some thoughts should remain private. Before blogs existed, there were . . .
