Someone get a fire extinguisher...

Just a quick entry about my weekend. I was hoping for back to back dates/hook-ups with a few men that I have been chasing around, one of them BJ I have been chasing for the last thirteen years.

Let me just quickly say that BJ and I did finally consummate our love (without the sleeping together part) last March when I went to visit him out west.

Last weekend I was expecting the same...but instead:


BJ took me to his sister's private party on a fabulous roof top bar in Manhattan. I looked amazing, he looked amazing we were having a good time...I invited him to come back to my place, and well here is the killer...

he said no thanks....


When I told all the men at work this during our lunch break, they dropped their sandwiches and in perfect unison said " WHAT????"

Yes...this is true the men at work seem to have a bigger libido than my friend BJ.

I did not see BJ the rest of the weekend...he basically found every way possible to dodge me. WOW, this was definitely the "Welcome back to the dating scene" confidence booster I needed.

Well, excuse the language but fuck that and fuck him.

By the end of the weekend I literally wanted to set him on fire( I am not a real psycho I mean this with total sarcasm).

And well I still kinda do want to set him on fire...

I guess he is just another man who I will have to let go of, and twenty years from now when I am accepting my Oscar and he is watching me on television with his beer belly, and his homely wife and his 65 wretched children all he will be able to say is...

"I hooked up with her once...and then she never spoke to me again."

And he still won't get it...


and clearly he never did and never will.