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August 25, 2007
those saturday nights...
Well, I've finally done it. I've finally gotten past all the drama that's plagued me for the last two years. I'm finally able to have conversations about myself without mentioning my missing thyroid (did you know the first time the LA mayor stepped out on his wife was when she was dealing with thyroid cancer?!?)...and um, well, there's no where to go. It's not like Chicago where you can walk down the street from your flat and be drinkin. The watering holes here are few and far between.
Apparently, I'm not the only one alone tonight. Although the more I read posts like this, the more I rationalize the company of Netflix. I'm not a prude, I'm just adult enough to realize that subtlety is more interesting than random one night stands. Then again, this post is a million times worse.
Sigh....one of these days I'm actually going to break free of this damn Valley.
Posted by cj at August 25, 2007 08:07 PM