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May 15, 2007
Game, Set, Match
Today, I stepped into the 21st century and discovered the joys of Craig's List. It was amazing--post an ad, get some replies, set up a meeting, and--poof!--instant gratification. One tiny ad for woman, one great leap for womankind.
Relax, dear reader, it wasn't THAT kind of ad.
Actually, I posted an ad under the "activity partners" section and within a couple of hours I had a tennis partner for the afternoon. It's really quite amazing--he was exactly my age, exactly in my vicinity, and even attractive to boot! Of course, he was WAY better (at tennis) than I was, but even so it was a good time for both of us.
Now I'm nicely tanned (it was a scorcher) and feeling quite content to sit on the couch and watch TIVO'd episodes of the Robin Hood--a truly horrendous (and yet very entertaining, perhaps even addictive) show.
As an added bonus, I've been invited to join a women's tennis league that meets every Sunday for round-robin matches. I'm going to try it out this weekend and see if I fit in with the other girls. And if the weather holds, I even have another tennis match (appointment? meeting?) tomorrow afternoon--assuming that the blister on my thumb subsides overnight. It's a hard life, I tell you.
Also, just so you know, I've decided that this space will now be a heartbreak-free zone. For one thing, I'm beginning to bore myself with all the sadness--two weeks of describing every meltdown is a little much even for me, and you KNOW how I like the drama. Besides, it's too weird to know that Mr. Pilot reads this blog--I feel like everything I write is somehow a secret missive in his direction. So no more.
Game on.
Comments
Feel free to go back to the good old days and use my blog to rant about emotions and Mr. Pilot in the comment section. Lord knows I post all my actual feelings about MOSI on NYC Rouge's. Of course, now that he knows that, you'll have to change it up and rotate. Side bonus: He has to read my gay-ass-shit just in case you show up there! Silly boys, and their silly regrets.
Posted by: mr. bad apologies at May 16, 2007 12:03 AM
Good Lord, I had forgotten all about last summer's posting-via-comments on Post No Bills. If I recall correctly, the most well-received of all of them was the guest post I did, comparing my night with Mr. FWB with my night with "the girl". I don't think she ever got a name...
Speaking of which, there needs to be more MOSI explanations post haste. POST HASTE.
Posted by: Ms. Write Again Soon at May 16, 2007 12:12 AM
