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We now continue with tnarladni's dating life...already in progress...

My best friend, Li-Yen is getting married in February. She is entering a new stage of life, marriage. And while I am happy for her, I am mourning her "death".

Dear Li-Yen's Single Life,

I miss you. I miss going out on Saturdays and making out with random guys. Well, it only happened once, but it was still a lot of fun. I miss talking to you about the jerks I go out with. I miss hearing about your escapades. Do you remember the time we danced on stage at that club? Or the guy with the cowboy hat who danced with my shoes? I love the innocent competition we had when we compete for a guy's attention. I miss giving each other advice about our dating lives and not follow any of it. That cycling trip in Florida two years ago was great wasn't it? Thank you for putting up with me while I flirted with that guy in the canoe. And Rex. Who knew Rex would turn out to be such a dick. The trip to New York this year was my favorite. I was hoping we could go dancing as a way to celebrate the end of your life, but I still had the best time. I hope you and Steve will have a great life. I know you try to include me in your new life, but we both know I don't belong there. Not yet anyways. Until we meet again...

Love Tnar

Billy and I started communicating again. What kills me is that after
the fight in 2003, I called him first. Calling a person first means
you need him more than he needs you. It means you are weak. The worst
part? Every time we have an argument, he'd bring up the fact that
I was the one who called him after first. Argh.

After a month of dancing around, I finally confronted Scott about his
feelings. He said and I quote: "I like you, you're the coolest girl,
but I don't want to date you." It could only have been worse if he had
said, "I want to date someone exactly like you, but not you."

Ex-sex with Mike. First time I had ex-sex. First time I kicked a guy out of bed. First time I didn't care how he'd feel in the morning. Getting older rocks!

I learned that no matter how many times you go cycling with Josh, he
will never beat me up the hill and I will never get farther than being
a cycling buddy.

Mike, Donovan, Jonathan. Younger guys ain't so bad. Ok, so they're amateur, and they don't really have a lot of money, and they can be a bit needy. But they are so eager to please and a whole lot of fun. Thank you Demi Moore.

I actually got desperate enough to date a guy I wasn't that crazy about twice. I shouldn't be hard on Eric. He tried, he really did. But I wanted a man, not a puppy dog.

The year ended with 5 eye-opening days in New York with Billy. I thought, "If we get along for 5 days in a small hotel, then we should give it another try." We barely did. I was on edge the whole time. I hated the way he eat, I couldn't stand the snoring, and we argued about the dumbest things. At least now I know. It's time to move on. The one bright moment? He knows his way around a vagina. Wow.

How long has it been since I had a date? I can't even remember! I haven't written anything about guys because there has been no guys! I'm in a dating desert. I think I got that line from SATC. So the line is not original, but it doesn't make it any less true or less completely depressing. I knew I hit rock bottom when I started looking through my phone's phone list to see if any of the past guys are worth a second try.

Billy - How long do I have?
Chris - Young. Cute. Great fun in bed and we didn't even "go all the way".
Craig - Ugh.
Don - Old.
Donovan - Ooooh. Tempting. But he dumped me for somebody else. Maybe just ex-sex?
Erastus - Definite possibility.
Eric - Um. No.
Jason - Drug dealing stoner? I would like to stay out of jail.
Jonathan - Maybe after he lost his baby weight.
Josh - Ooooh yeah. He probably just wants to go cycling. *sigh*
Mike - We had ex-sex. Maybe ex-sex times two?
Ric - great txt sex. Completely icky guy in person with smelly feet. Ick!
Richard - Hot guy with beautiful eyelashes and 3 kids. 3 kids too many.
Rob - My first time. He lives in California. With his wife. Who looks like me.
Scott - Gay. Not that he would admit it.
Stacy - Southern Baptist.

3 million people in this city, 49% of which are men, and I have to look through my "been there done that" list?

I can't believe it. My company's new policy bans blogging, IM'ing, and internet e-mails. Ah, but the gods were not done. My stupid phone, which I'm committed to for two year, is not web-enabled. I have been going through withdrawal since Monday. Shaky hands, sweating, inability to concentrate. Speaking of committment, how is it that I signed a two-year contract with a phone company and I can't keep a guy for more than 6 months? I should be required to sign a contract when I date. "You must stay with this guy for 1 year. At the end of which, you can either go month to month or sign a new contract which will entitle you to a new model. Should you break the contract before the end date, you will be penalized with a weight gain of 175 pounds."

Where was I? Oh yeah. I am cut off from the world. Naturally, I am looking for a new phone with web capabilities. As luck would have it, I stumbled upon this article: Video phones act as dating tools. What a brilliant idea! I can have a video conversation with my future ex-husband while getting a bikini wax. Actually I think you record a blurb of yourself and other people on the service get to watch it. Yes! I can still do it while getting a bikini wax.

"Hi. This is T-nnnnar. I like ouch! walks on the beach. I love all animals yowch! And I think mean people suck. Motherf&%$@#!

"So a rabbi, a priest, and a monk walk into a bar..."

Ok. I admit it. I like Bridget Jones's Diary. It's sappy, it's unrealistic, and one of the best chick flicks I ever saw. As a feminist, I should shun such movies where the female leads find happiness when they find a man, but as a girly girl, I live for the moment when the idiot boy realizes he loves the idiot girl. The music swells, they kiss, the camera pulls out to a panoramic shot, and then the credits roll. Of course they probably get divorce after a year and she gains 45 pounds, but that moment. Oh, that moment. It gets me everytime. And when the moment is over, I curse myself for being such a girly girl.

Some of my favorite chick flick moments:

• The Truth About Cats & Dogs: Brian - "I've only ever loved one woman, and I don't want to lose her twice."
  
• Bridget Jones's Diary: Mark - "I like you just the way you are."
  
• French Kiss: Luc - "I want you...I want you..." Kate - "You want me to...?" Luc - "That's it. I want you."
  
• As Good As It Gets: Melvin - "You make me want to be a better man."
  
• You've Got Mail: Kathleen - "I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly."
  
• When Harry Met Sally: Harry - "When you realize that you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, you want the rest of you life to start right away."
  
• Blast From the Past: Adam - "...it's a song about a young man who's overjoyed just to be standing in front of the house of the person that he loves."
  
• Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon: (Ok, this one isn't a chick flick, but the line is still great!) Li Mu Bai - "I've already wasted my whole life. I want to tell you with my last breath that I have always loved you. I would rather be a ghost, drifting by your side as a condemned soul, than enter heaven without you."
  
• Rocky: (another non chick flick with a great line) Rocky - "Adrian!"

Right before I broke up with Eric, I found out that he teaches at my cousin's junior high school. Small world. So naturally I asked Danny (my favorite) to spy on Eric and give me the dirt. Fast forward to last night. After listening to Eric's message about his soccer match, I thought about asking him out this weekend. If I don't kiss him then I'm not leading him on right? As I'm typing my email, Danny logged on.

Danny: I know who Eric is now.

Me: So? What do you think?

Danny: He's old.

Me: Old? How old does he look?

Danny: Like 34 or 35.

Me: He's 38.

Danny: Oh my god! That's old. (Ah...to be 13 again)

Me: I'm 29, you know.

Danny: Yeah, but you don't look old. (Have I said he's my favorite cousin?)

Me: LOL. What else?

Danny: He teaches Math sometimes. I saw him on upstairs. That's where the match classes are.

Me: Sometimes? I thought he's a health teacher.

Danny: No. He's a substitute teacher. I've seen him teaching health sometimes, other times math, or science.

Me: Hm. I'm emailing him, asking him out this weekend.

Danny: I thought you broke up with him.

Me: I did.

Danny: But he's a substitute teacher.

Me: Yeah?

Danny: He doesn't have his own room or anything. (Or his own place for that matter)

Me: Ah.

Danny: Hey, are you still gonna take Vie and me to see The Incredibles this weekend? (Even at 13, guys don't analyze things to death. You say your peace, you move on to movies for the weekend.)

Me: Yeah. Sure kiddo.

Danny: Cool.

I deleted my email to Eric. I'm gonna wait for a guy with "his own room".