ah! the single life...

i'd been in a bad place this past month. working 90 hours a week and then some. trying to work things out with ex-work boyfriend only to have him treating me like crap over and over. roommate woes. job insecurity. severe homesickness.

but i'm turning a new leaf kids. i've changed my number to get rid of any ex-work boyfriend residue. he needs a better nickname. feel free to make suggestions. i'd go with conceited, fat, selfish, compulsive lying cheating asshole, but it's just too long. doesn't even make a nice mnemonic. he was annoying me with endless texts and voice mails.

more importantly, i'm getting out and enjoying myself. i had a great weekend. i've got half my week booked up, hamptons plans for next weekend and plans for fun things the week after that. my birthday is at the end of the month as well so gotta start planning! must find some boys to buy me presents! kidding.

i spent the day at the beach with miss ale and we had a lovely time. we talked about her nico. how stupd my ex was. a new boy i have my eye on (story later). she has pictures over at her site of our food, our cocktails and me in a swimsuit!!! i spent the night bar crawling in the east village with friends i hadn't seen in far too long. and they missed me. and i felt loved. and that's what it's all about people.

i met some people, cute guys included and i'm being set up by several friends as we speak.

so let the freak show...i mean, dating, begin!

and please people. i can see you. stop salivating at the thought of juicy stories of miserable dates. we all know there will be many but you don't have to look so damn excited about it!