33 1/3
Yes... I'm going to attempt this again. I've started this blog three times, and failed each time to keep more than a day or three worth of posts, all of which I delete when I start again, hoping that this time it will be different somehow.
So what's changed since the last time I started this? Not much really. I expect I always start this at the same point in my life, when some big change has occurred, or when I feel the need to vent over a particular topic. Reading the posts that I deleted before, the last time it was men (are you surprised?) I'm afraid that not much has changed in that regard. I've managed to make it in the world of New York City dating for over a year now, and what do I have to show for it? Two "Let's be friends," two break-ups by email, two guys who seem to have mysteriously disappeared from the planet with no word as to why or where, and a handful of first dates that seemed to go somewhere, and in fact didn't. Pretty typical I guess.
On the upside my professional life seems to be in MUCH better shape. In the same vein, I have lived in NYC for a year now and have paid my rent and lived entirely on the profits of my chosen freelance career. I have NOT waited table, I have NOT worked at Starbucks, I have not sold pints of blood, or any other bodily fluids. I feel pretty proud of that frankly.
Now I just have to get everything else in line.
So what's changed since the last time I started this? Not much really. I expect I always start this at the same point in my life, when some big change has occurred, or when I feel the need to vent over a particular topic. Reading the posts that I deleted before, the last time it was men (are you surprised?) I'm afraid that not much has changed in that regard. I've managed to make it in the world of New York City dating for over a year now, and what do I have to show for it? Two "Let's be friends," two break-ups by email, two guys who seem to have mysteriously disappeared from the planet with no word as to why or where, and a handful of first dates that seemed to go somewhere, and in fact didn't. Pretty typical I guess.
On the upside my professional life seems to be in MUCH better shape. In the same vein, I have lived in NYC for a year now and have paid my rent and lived entirely on the profits of my chosen freelance career. I have NOT waited table, I have NOT worked at Starbucks, I have not sold pints of blood, or any other bodily fluids. I feel pretty proud of that frankly.
Now I just have to get everything else in line.
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