Look Like Your Pictures!

How is is possible that people can look TOTALLY different in person than they do in their pictures?

I just had a date with a guy from match.com and....[sighhhhhhhhhh]

First of all...he has me meet him at a bar that's in his work building. Very convenient for him, but fine. I don't mind.

I walk into the bar and it's packed. Now if I were a guy meeting a girl from the online world for the first time I would stand near the entrance so I'm easy to find. This guy apparently didn't get that etiquette memo.

I pass by SEVERAL HOT FINANCE BOYS and fiiiiinally find James at the far end of the bar. We look at each other twice and I think, "SURELY that can't be him."

But it was.

He seems less than thrilled after discovering I am who I am which makes me think, "Are you fucking KIDDING me? I'm SO much hotter than you. Don't give ME attitude!"

I know, I know but if you saw this guy you'd be thinking the same thing.

So I immediately know for a fact that I'm never going to want to see this guy ever again for the rest of my life. Swell.

I put on a smile and settle in for some small-talk-get-to-know-you-even-though-I-could-care-less-about-you talk.

He bought me a couple of beers and we talked about his job and shitty boss for most of that time. He was SO dorky and quirky (not in a charming way) and he would move his hands in a very feminine way...so not attractive.

Then he'd say something like, "You're intense" or "You have a strong personality" and just stare at me. I'd say, "Yeah, I guess I am..." or "Yep. That's me!" Then I'd sigh and take a VERY LARGE sip of my beer that he bought me.

Now I'm at home and drinking the remaining wine I have in a bottle of Pinot Grigio and am drunk.

Yep. I'm drunk.

Drunk and alone.

And I'm eating almonds. Almonds are the only thing I have to eat in my apartment. Otherwise, I'd be eating something that would make my taste buds happier.

I need to get laid. I need that first guy after the boyfriend breakup. You know. THAT guy. Luckily...or appropriately...I have two dates when I go home to Atlanta.

One is with Chase. Hot. At least he was 10 years ago which is the last time I saw him. Divorced this past December. Is probably lookin' to get some. Possibilities are huge. Have never slept with him before.

Two is with Aaron. I had a crush on Aaron when I was 16. Then we happened to live in LA at the same time. Dated. Then after 9/11 he freaked out and moved home to Atlanta. Haven't seen him since. It's been years. I've slept with him before and it's pretty damn good! He's a hot, hippie guy who thinks I'm amazing.

I'm looking forward to my ego boosts when I go home. And also my freakin' interview with CNN.

I just saw a promo for Larry King's "exclusive" interview with Isaiah Washington to get "his side of the story".

Really? Is that all CNN has to report on? Pathetic. Who give a fuck what Isaiah Washington has to say. I know I don't.

My favorite thing last night was Anderson Cooper's attitude at having to deconstruct Larry King's interview with Paris Hilton for an entire hour. He was SO annoyed. Made me laugh.

Alright. Enough drunken honesty for one night.