Monday, February 16, 2009

New Blue Wall and a Dead President

Met a new guy at a party on Friday. It was a President's Day party and he played the great Abraham Lincoln, full-on Lincoln beard and all.

Saturday was very obviously Valentine's Day. Did the typical single girl thing: ate my feelings and watched a sappy movie. At least I had company. Dinner with the gal pals was great, followed by He's Just Not That Into You. Maybe not the best choice after I had given Abe my number and he said he'd call on Sunday.

Sunday:

10:00 am No Call
11:00 am No Call
12:00 pm I resolve to paint a wall in my apartment

1:30 pm Return from the Home Depot, paint in hand (no-VOC paint, obviously)
4:00pm Wall is painted.
4:15pm Check my phone and realize Abe called 2 hours earlier.
6:00pm Dinner and a movie with Abe. Said he would call and he did. Quite the Honest Abe. And my wall is now blue, or "midnight." Best part, Abe is 6'5"

Before

After


I know! Such a dramatic improvement!


Monday, February 9, 2009

I Discriminate Against the Vertically Challenged

Question: Are short men at a disadvantage for romance?
Answer: Yes.

Met a friend of a friend. Obviously didn’t remember him that well when we met the first time. Went for drinks and he was waiting at the bar. We laughed, talked, nearly had a “connection,” then.... he stood up.

My 2-inch heels (low for my heeled-shoe standards) upped my height to 5’8” and I felt like the Fifty Foot Woman. Mr. Vertically Challenged (VC) was lucky if the doctor listed him as 5’2” on his chart. While I was contemplating a long summer of baseball games and dinners out, I had no idea I would have to bring along a booster seat.

So today I did the deed and called VC. It’s never a good thing when you have to define so quickly that the interested party has made it into the “friend” category; however, I refuse to feel like a monster. Sorry short dudes, it’s all relative.

Welcome to My World

I’ve been meaning to do this whole “blog” thing for a while. Just got a new macbook (booya! yes, I used booya) so I have a computer that actually works. Me in a nutshell:

Mid 20s
Single (duh)
Chicago
I get bored.

The more I write, the more of me will be revealed. I have to be somewhat interesting, right? Oh shit, maybe that’s why I’m still single....