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Tuesday, August 24, 2010
These boots are gonna walk all over you
Mood:  cheeky
Topic: Dating

Remember that time when my boyfriend cheated on me, lied about it, then dumped me for his new woman? In return, I told the world about it in my fabulous blog, told him to quit stalking me and pretend I was dead, and I took the one remaining piece of physical baggage I had from our relationship—a sterling silver Mignon Faget Single Knot Ring (see it here)—and put it on Ebay.

A lovely Baton Rouge woman, Jill, offered me a very pretty penny for it, I happily packed it in its original suede bag and box and wished her all the best. 

I promptly went out and spent the cash on something just for me. I wanted something extravagant, that I would never buy for myself. Yesterday, that something arrived in the mail. Take a look at these beauties:

 

According to DSW.com—"Both daring and comfortable, the NYLA Feliciana velvet platform boot is the latest in fashionable footwear. It may be worn over the knee, or cuffed for a fierce knee high look."

Umm...hello sex kitten! I absolutely cannot wait until it gets a little chilly out, so I can lace up these amazing boots! I don't think I've ever been this happy to get dumped! Not only have I had a blast being single, I've realized so much about myself and what I have to offer someone else, but I'm going to look damn good doing it...in my new kicks. 

"You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin', and you keep losin', when you oughta not bet. You keep samin' when you oughta be changin'. Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet. These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do, one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!" —These Boots Were Made for Walkin', Nancy Sinatra 


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Updated: Tuesday, August 24, 2010 7:41 AM CDT
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Friday, May 28, 2010
I Hate Valentine's Day
Mood:  happy
Topic: Dating

I wanted to like this movie, although I knew I probably wouldn't love it. Earlier this week, my original plan was to rent Confessions of a Shopaholic, but of course, Blockbuster didn't have it and neither did RedBox. Bastards. 

So I settled for I Hate Valentine's Day—staring Nia Vardalos and John Corbett (after Sex and the City, he'll always be Aiden to me. Loser). Anyway, this movie was one of the worst I've ever seen. However, the concept is quite interesting.

There's Genevieve (Vardalos), who's a flower shop owner that loves Valentine's Day (already weird, I know). Because of typical daddy-issues, she has a dating philosophy—only go on five dates with someone in order to keep the romance alive. She has it down to a science; what date should include what activities, and after number five, she leaves the guy in order to avoid a relationship and ultimately avoid getting hurt.

But, in walks Greg (Corbett). He tells her he's opening a new restaurant, a tapas bar called Get On Tapas. Heh. So she offers to do the floral arrangements for his opening night. During these moments, she explains her dating philosophy to him. Greg is intrigued, however he interprets her rules as to be her only wanting sex. So he tells her, yeah, I'll sleep with you. When she explains herself, that she wants everyday to be Valentine's Day, he agrees to the five date rule.

Can you guess what happens next? That's right, she hates her rule because after five dates, she still wants more of Aiden...er Greg. I won't spoil the ending, just in case you're interested. However, it's up to Genevieve to figure out what she wants from love. 

I thought this movie was going to be more about her going on the five dates with a slew of different men...I was curious to see how that would pan out. It ended up being her telling Greg how she wanted to be romances, that date three had to be an adventure, and after date five it would be over. It was too calculated. Why not go on five dates with someone and then just act like you're not interested? Ps. I would and will never do this. Sure, I'm a cynic in love at times, but deep down I truly believe in dating and actual relationships—not the ones on a timer.


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Monday, April 19, 2010
First Love, Second Chance
Mood:  cheeky
Topic: Dating

I suffer from insomnia. I have no problem falling asleep at a reasonable hour, but then I wake up at odd hours of the night and can;t get back to sleep. It really is a horrible feeling—watching the clock knowing I have to get up for work in four hours, then three, then two...

The only benefit (if you want to call it that) from such a non-existent sleep schedule is the array of late-night television I get to watch. My latest pleasure has been TV Land's "First Love, Second Chance."

The show does just that; reunites first loves. The episodes begin with a couple that were each other's first love. They each have a separate segment where they talk about their relationship (which often occurred in high school) and what they've been doing since. Now they're in their 40s and haven't found love and their thoughts always bring them back to that first love...sigh.

So the two reunite and go on several dates with each other over a week, meeting the friends and family. Then the lovers go back to their normal lives, think things over, and then record a video diary of how they are feeling about a future relationship. Good stuff, right? Or am I just completely out of my mind because it's usually 3 am when I watch this?

The show is funny to me for numerous reasons. First of all, I was never in love in high school, so I can't really understand just how attached these people are. I'm not saying it can't happen, I just can't relate.

Secondly, I laugh at the idea of giving my first love a second chance. Call me bitter (I snack on lemons with Kate Nash), but I am a firm believer in the idea that it's over for a reason and I've been there, done that. No reason in looking back. I guess it should be noted that my first love dumped me by not talking to me and ignoring me until I got the hint (we haven't talked since) and now he is married to the woman he cheated on me with—mozeltoff, asshole.

Third, how much have I changed since my first love? Very much! My values and opinions haven't changed, but I sure have learned a lot since then, and I can't imagine how different I'll be ten years from now, or even twenty years from now. I communicate with people differently, my interests and goals have changed, and what I look for in love is very different.

But, I guess there are many people out there missing those first loves, or else there wouldn't be such a fabulous television series on it, now would there? Onward!

One of my favorite episodes features the story of Chris and Pam. They were in love 12 years ago, when she was a bartender and he was her favorite customer. So sweet, right? But Chris' drinking was getting out of control. However, there relationship got serious, until he got a job in Florida and moved. Now that he's sober, he wants a second chance from Pam.

So Pam spends the week in Florida meeting Chris' friends and family—she makes an interesting impression when she slams a few drinks in front of the recovering alcoholic (I told you this was golden). When the two of them separate, it's really unclear if they will get back together. They go home, think things over, and then send each other their video diaries.

So, will they end up together? If so, who will move for who? More importantly, will Chris start drinking again?

You should check this show out, if you're into trashy TV as much as I am anyway. But I want to know...would you give your first love a second chance? 


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Updated: Monday, April 19, 2010 8:06 AM CDT
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Friday, April 16, 2010
Sex and the City {the book}
Mood:  accident prone
Topic: Dating

It might be difficult for Sex and the City fanatics to remember that Sex and the City began as a column and formed itself into a book. So Wednesday night, I curled up on the couch and finished reading the book that put Candace Bushnell on the map (Candace Bushnell, same initials as Carrie Bradshaw. Coincidence? I don't think so). 

Let's start with Bushnell herself. According to her web site, Candacebushnell.com, she grew up in Connecticut and moved to NYC at age 19. She went to Rice University, along with New York University. At 19, she wrote a children's book, moving on to freelance in her twenties. She wrote relationship pieces for Mademoiselle, Self Magazine, and Esquire. In 1990, the precursor to Sex and the City was born—a column in Hampton's Magazine known as The Human Cartoon. I 1993, she began writing for the New York Observer. One year later, she created Sex and the City.

In 1995, the Sex and the City columns were published as a book and in 1996, they became an HBO series (and phenomenon). Today, Bushnell has authored five novels: Sex and the City, Four Blondes, Trading Up, Lipstick Jungle, and One Fifth Avenue. Whew! What a gal!

On to Sex and the City {the book}. Let's get one thing clear: the book is totally different than the show or the (horrible) movie. At first, I thought otherwise. Take for example this excerpt from page two:

"Welcome to the Age of Un-Innocence. The glittering lights of Manhattan that served as backdrops for Edith Wharton's bodice-heaving trysts are still glowing—but the stage is empty. No one has breakfast at Tiffany's, and no one has affairs to remember—instead, we have breakfast at 7 a.m. and affairs we try to forget as quickly as possible."

Sound familiar? Yes, because we've all heard it in the first episode of Sex and the City, "Sex and the City." In that same episode Carrie and the girls (Miranda, Samantha, and Charlotte) all vow to quit looking for Mr. Perfect and start having sex like men—without the emotional attachment. This is the same thing that happens in the first chapter of the novel...but the similarities pretty much end there.

The characters names are the same, or similar, but they aren't the characters we saw on HBO. Honestly, I liked this book, but I liked the show too and I don't know how the television series came from this book.

The Narrator: It's not Carrie Bradshaw. I'm assuming it's Candace Bushnell, but it never says so.

Capote Duncan: one of New York's most eligible bachelors. In the show, he might be in one episode, but he has a presence throughout the book.

Skipper Johnson: remember him? In the series, he's the one swooning over Mirnada. Not here—he's 25, and has a disbelief in love.

Barkley: 25, an artist.

Charlotte: an English journalist.

Magda: So not a maid in this story—friends of "Peri," the guy who doesn't make any sense according to our narrator.

Standford: closet gay guy, friend of Carrie's

Amalita: She's in maybe two episodes of the series. Her character in the book is the same, basically she's a high-end prostitute who travels the world in fabulous fashions. In the book, she has a child, but is closer to Carrie than in the series.

Samantha Jones: a 40-ish movie producer.

Miranda: executive producer at a cable company

Belle & Srah: two of Carrie's close friends

Carrie: writer. However, this Carrie isn't the fun-loving one we know. She isn't financially successful, and she seems a bit crazy, as in psycho. She let's Mr. Big care for her, even when they are fighting.  

Mr. Big: He's very similar in the book (he still says "abso-fucking-lutely") and smokes cigars like a pro, but his relationship with Carrie is extremely different, which I'll get to. 

One of my favorite scenes with Mr. Big and Carrie in the television series is in the book:

"This is my work," she said. "I'm researching a story for a friend of mine about women who have sex like men. You know, they have sex and afterwards they feel nothing."

Mr. Big eyed her. "But you're not like that," he said.

"Aren't you?" she asked.

"Not a drop. Not even half a drop," he said.

Carrie looked at Mr. Big. "What's wrong with you?"

"Oh I get it," said Mr. Big. "You've never been in love."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

"And you have?"

"Abso-fucking-lutely." 

Many of the places they mention in the book are the same—Bowery Bar, Tunnel, and the S&M Club. There are a few new stories, including one about "bicycle boys."  

In the book, Carrie and Big's relationship is immediately more serious than what we understand from the show. They spend days together and go on many trips to Aspen or to the Hamptons. Many times, Carrie threatens Big with getting pregnant, or leaving simply because she doesn't believe he loves her.

If you like the series, you should read this book. Bushnell certainly paved the way for the true "chick-lit" and shaped the way women express themselves in relationships. 


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Updated: Friday, April 16, 2010 8:38 AM CDT
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Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Big and beautiful or skinny and single?
Mood:  crushed out
Topic: Dating

I know I'm not the only one. I know I'm not the only one getting constant spam from dating sites. And I know I'm not the only one getting really sick and tired of it. 

I swear, everyday my inbox and Blackberry are hit with messages from OK Cupid, Tiger Singles, and yes, even Big Beautiful Singles (Contact thousands of big beautiful singles in your area!!!).

Please.

I get it. Yes, I am not married, therefore I am considered single. But you don't have to rub it in my face. I don't need a free weekend at Match.com, and I don't want to meet any singles in my area whether they're big and beautiful or short and skinny, I just don't care!

In fact, these little messages do more than just tick me off—they make me pretty depressed. My little Blackberry sings a sweet tune and I think YES! A message just for me!

Instead of it being something sweet from Mr. Big, or something funny from a girlfriend, it's Cupid with his stupid arrow ready to nail me with a "Join the Best Dating Site on Earth" (what's the best one on Mars? Venus?) message. And then I just want to cry.

Why can't being single be my little secret...well and to those that see my naked ring finger? It gets depressing each week when I find out someone else I know is engaged, married, or having babies...when yep! Society hates me, because I'm single. And now all the dating sites know it, because that's just how tired the world is of my single antics (you know, like buying and devouring entire pizzas with coupons or $3 bottles of wine to enjoy alone, in one sitting).

And I know what's coming. E-mails about becoming and joining the cat ladies of the world. Yep. Because I have one cat, and I'm single, makes me desperate and lonely and I'm doomed to be a cat lady for eternal life. You caught me government! Along with those pizzas, I buy bags of Friskies dammit!

What's a girl to do? I think I need some knitting needles.  


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Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus
Mood:  cheeky
Topic: Dating

It's no secret, I love relationships. I love being in them, I enjoy being out of them, I like discussing them with my girlfriends, and I like laughing about them with my guy-friends. In any case, I love hearing as many different stories and opinions as I can about relationships—it will never get old. 

So last week, as I was searching my apartment for a new book to read, I found an old one that struck my interest once again. Known as The Classic Guide to Understanding the Opposite Sex, I've read this book once before, years ago—Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus.

If you haven't read it, I highly recommend it. Sure, it sounds a little kooky at first, but a lot of what author John Gray, Ph.D. says actually makes sense.

The part I find most interesting in this book is this: "Gender insight helps us to be more tolerant and forgiving when someone doesn't respond the way we think he or she should." Gray explains problems often occur when a female thinks and expects her male partner to react in a way a female would and vis versa. When it doesn't happen that way, disagreements happen and we don't understand why. Instead of expecting our partners to be the same as us, we have to embrace the fact they are different. 

Makes sense.

Chapter 2: Mr. Fix-it and the Home-Improvement Committee covers women's number 1 complaint about men: "he doesn't listen." This part of the book explains how men are wired to fix problems, not just vent and discuss them like women are. "A man's sense of self is defined through his ability to achieve results."

It also covers the idea that women always want to change a man and offer advice. Gray tells us, "To offer a man unsolicited advice is to presume that he doesn't know what to do or that he can't do it on his own." So ladies, before you offer that advice so quickly...did your man ask for it? If he didn't, you may be pissing him off without knowing it.

Some of the other topics discussed throughout the book are men going to "their caves," how to motivate the opposite sex, speaking different languages, men are like rubber bands, women are like waves, discovering our different emotions, how to avoid arguments, scoring points with the opposite sex, how to communicate different feelings, how to ask for support and get it, and keeping the magic of love alive.

Now, of course I have a hang-up about this book (it is never all rainbows and sunshine with me). First of all, clearly this book was written for women. Because, just as Gray says, men don't read People magazine and they often don't read self-help books (if there are any men out there who've read this book, please tell me what you thought of it).

Secondly, I have to wonder, since this was written by a man, how much of it is simply excuses for why men treat us certain ways. The book often tells Venutians how to deal with Martians, because Martians just aren't going to change. HMMM. It definitely had me sitting there thinking, ok so I have to change my way of communicating  just to get through to some stubborn Mr. Fix-it? Hmph. 

Don't get me wrong, I think this is a great book full of advice that certainly makes sense. If you read it, don't go overboard on the changes. Just know that men and women are supposed to be different and we will all live happily ever after.  


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Tuesday, March 9, 2010
The 100 Girls, 100 Days Project
Mood:  silly
Topic: Dating

No, I'm not a lesbian. Wanted to go ahead and clear the air, just in case. For the record, I like men, a lot. 

Now we've got that settled, I've got a new blog to share with you. Well, not a new blog, it's a little old, but new to me and hopefully, new to you—The 100 Girls, 100 Days Project by "Travis Dillinger." He explains this project as such:

"After a break up and more than a few beers, I decided to start this little project/social experiment/playing with fire.  I started this to see if I could get involved with 100 different girls in 100 days. A lot of it has to do with the things men will do to get women, but it’s more honestly about me playing the field and the numbers game that goes along with that."

If that doesn't make you want to read this blog, then I don't know what will. So, I started with Day 1 and went from there. This is what I discovered, although I don't want to give anything away—read it for yourself!

Day 1 begins November 6, 2009 at Jamba Juice. Travis is digging the girl behind the counter who always gets him a drink—"I have a thing for a damaged girl," he writes. Loves it. 

Each entry begins with the girl's stats—age, height, hair color, method, and advancement. Sounds horrible, right? Well this whole blog sounds horrible, but once you get into it, it's really not as bad as it sounds...in fact, it's great! After awhile, there are girls I can relate to, others I can't, and some I'd like to see stick around after the project. 

Day 4, Travis goes on a coffee date on a Monday! Eeck! This encounter ended in a nice kiss. How sweet.

By Day 8, I'm loving it. "The ex called me because she decided she wanted to initiate round five-thousand of the trying to make each other feel like complete shit game. I think she can bring out the worst in me sometimes, I swear she brings out the meanness, the spitefulness, and the pettiness in me.  And this was the start of my day. I clearly had no choice but to continue the day in a self destructive spiral."

Day 22 & 23 are shockers—who gets dates on the Thanksgiving holiday? Travis does. When you think about it, how DOES someone go about a dating-like encounter every single day for 100 days? It's pretty entertaining.

Day 26, he's hooking up with the recently single coworker: "She was trying to get herself drunk. I was the rebound, and the bad mistake. This was okay, because she was just number 26."

Who is loving this as much as me? Wait...what does that say about my life? Don't answer that. 

Around Day 30, I'm realizing that this dude could be anyone. Travis is obviously not his real name, it doesn't say where he lives, or works (although I'm assuming the New York region). So all the ladies out there, disgusted by this...yeah you could've been one of 100. BLAM!

My fascination from this blog is purely getting into the male mind; the same curiosity that drove me to read The Average American Male, I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, etc. But there's more emotion in Travis' writing, which I enjoy. It's nice to know that guys get hurt by exes, too and there are still some out there searching for love than knocks them off their feet.  

Day 37, Travis says he's becoming disenchanted with the whole thing. Oh no! How can it be?

Although I know what happens, you might not! Will Travis find the woman of his dreams? Will he end up with his lady friend, Kara (this is what I'm hoping for). As I'm following Travis on Twitter, I see he's trying to get a book deal out of his project. 

Travis, if you're reading this, two things—good luck with the book! And...how did you keep all of these ladies straight; didn't some of them call or text you again to meet up? 

Read Travis' 100 Girls, 100 Days Project blog at http://100girls100days.com or click the link to the left if you're viewing this from my blog page. Happy reading!


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Tuesday, March 2, 2010
The Bachelor finale
Mood:  caffeinated
Topic: Dating

Well, I’m going to go ahead and say what every woman in America was thinking last night: Jake The Bachelor, is Jake the Asshole. The final episode of The Bachelor: On the Wings of Love, was more than just a Texan choosing between a Disney princess and Floridian white trash. It was a battle between good and evil, the woman you want to be vs. the girl at the frat party getting a…well, you know.

I hope you didn’t put me above watching The Bachelor, because I used to be super addicted—as in having to sit in front of the TV with no other distractions during each episode. I’ve cooled my jets since then, but I’m still interested.

But after last night’s episode, I wonder why? Why am I still interested in seeing something that is either fabricated, or really annoying as it displays the inner workings of a man who is portrayed to be perfect, but ends up picking the slutbag.

The answer is simple: I’m a masochist. 

When we met Jake, we were all feeling sorry for him after the last Bachelorette, Julian, sent him packing and is now marrying someone else. Poor Jake, all he wants is a wife! He was perfect—a pilot, a Texan, good-looking, sharp, and even a little bit funny.

The drama this season was worth my Monday evenings; there was no shortage of crazies among this bunch o’ bitches! There was the blonde who showed up with a basket of gifts for all the girls that got kicked off (including her). Then we had the brunette who told Jake never to kiss her until she would be the last girl he would ever kiss…and then she kept saying, “sooooo you wanna kiss me, right?!” And buh bye. And then there was the Tennessee mom, who brought her son to meet Jake, only to get sent home soon afterward. And, we will never forget Roselyn, the whore who slept with the producer after she told Jake she was “here for him,” and was sent packing.

It was getting down to the nitty gritty when we had Tenley, Allie, Vienna, and Gia remaining. But then, Allie left to go back to her awesome work. Who trades work for love? Allie the Idiot does. Gia was the next to go—probably the most attractive gal of the bunch, but it was no shocker she was asked to leave.

When I began watching this season of The Bachelor, the morning radio show I listen to hosted a guy named Reality Steve who claimed he had an insider at The Bachelor. From there, he rattled off each woman and who would leave during each episode. He also claimed Vienna would be the one left at the end. Naturally, I didn’t believe him. I hoped Jake would chose Tenley, the sweet caring woman we’d loved from day one. So I continued to watch, even though all of Steve’s predictions came true. 

Tenley is so optimistic it’s probably annoying in real life. But on the show, she opens up about being married once before, to the only man she’d ever been with. He cheated on her, they divorced, and now she was out to find love again.

Vienna, on the other hand, was the youngest of the bunch. She is also a little on the hefty side, needed her roots done, was loud, and admitted to being a daddy’s girl (read: he bought her lots of cars and jewelry). All of the girls distanced themselves from Vienna and couldn’t understand her and Jake’s chemistry.

But Jake The Asshole kept saying it was physical. To me that means Tenley didn’t sleep with him in the fantasy sweet or she didn’t try some wack-a-do freaky shit like Vienna. So when Jake sent Tenley away without a ring, it was a slap in the face to all of us women who have a little grace, a little dignity, and great hair.

The crazier part about last night’s episode, was Tenley’s reaction to Jake dumping her. She was thankful for having been shown love again. Wow. I’m going to try that line once I get dumped again, I mean girl, who is writing your script? During the “After the Final Rose” segment, Jake told Tenley they could be “life friends.” What in the hell is that, Jake the Asshole? No one wants a “life friend,” it’s called a husband here in America proper. Tenley didn’t go on national television to make a friend, she came for love and you ripped her heart out on the wings of love. I simply said that so you all would have that song in your head all day.

So Jake, I hope Vienna gives you a mean case of the clap. Have a safe flight, jerk. Oh and as for your upcoming stint on Dancing With the Stars, I hope you trip. 


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Wednesday, January 27, 2010
10 things he won't do
Mood:  vegas lucky
Topic: Dating

Ah, once again, I got another batch of dating advice from the Rod Ryan Morning Show on 104.1, the Rock of New Orleans on my way to work Tuesday. 

The topic was an article—"10 Things a Good Boyfriend Won't Ask You to Do." Hmm...interesting. The list goes as follows:

1. His laundry, 2. Buy gifts and cards for other people on his behalf, 3. Plan an entire vacation without his help, 4. Make him a sandwich, 5. Change your relationship status on Facebook, 6. Be his wake-up call, 7. Hang out with his ex, 8. Keep up with his favorite shows, 9. Lose weight, and 10. Keep our hair long.

My opinion on the list is as follows:

1. I've never been close enough to a guy for him to even put his gross laundry in my washing machine, so whatevs.

2. I'm not a damn secretary for anyone, so if a guy asked me to do this I would laugh in his face.

3. Who, in this economy, even has money to go on a vacation?! If my man said we could spend our anniversary somewhere (that is the article's example), then I would GLADLY plan an entire vacation without his help. Uh, yes two first class tickets to St. Thomas please. Uh huh, two weeks. A suite with a large bed, yes, and one of those refrigerators you open with a key... 

4. If a guy actually asked me to make him a sandwich it would piss me off, but anyone knows that I cook and bake so much, anyone I'm dating is never hungry enough to ask for food since there's always something cooking at my house.

5. Facebook is lame. End of story.

6. I have done this before—not on a daily basis, just as a favor to make sure he wakes up in addition to his alarm clock. Honestly I don't think it's a big deal.

7. I prefer not to even know who the ex-girlfriend is, so asking me to hangout with her definitely would not fly.

8. I have too many television shows to keep up with myself so it would be impossible for me to keep up with anyone else's. And really, what is the point of that? So we can have something to talk about? No. If we have to talk about TV shows, then we shouldn't be dating. 

9. Um, you can be assured if I guy ever asked me to lose weight he would be murdered. The article says instead of asking about losing weight, the guy should invite us to go biking or to a yoga class. Umm, no. I don't go biking and if my guy ever did yoga, I would dump him immediately. If you think I'm fat, then just dump me because I like being lazy. Pretty simple.

10. This was the big topic on the radio, since everyone knows guys like long hair. I don't have long hair, it's more medium-length, I've never heard any complaints, and I'm not planning on cutting it short any time soon. So whatever.

It's little rules like this that I just laugh at. I know, everyone has eal breakers and morals when it comes to relationships. However most of those don't come from a published list, they come from experiences. Every person is different and every relationship is different. Has your boyfriend or girlfriend ever asked you to do something you didn't think they should? 


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Monday, January 11, 2010
BzZz!
Mood:  cheeky
Topic: Dating

I don't know what brought it on, but during a conversation with my friend Angela, we started talking about old dating shows we used to watch—elimiDATE, Blind Date, Change of Heart, and BzZz!

Who remembers!?

elimiDATE is said to be America's no. 1 dating show. Why? I have no freaking clue. Their web site says this about the show: "Combining the best parts of reality shows and dating shows. elimiDATE pits four suitors against each for the heart of one lucky single. To avoid getting eliminated from the group date, the suitors must use all their charm, wit and sex appeal to out-flirt, outsmart and outlast their competition."

Outsmart? I don't think there's any of THAT going on. Usually one episode is a single girl who gets to pick from four guys, and then one single guy that gets to pick from four girls. As in any situation, the group of girls is often the funniest. The best part of the show is when each person get eliminated because they give their going away speech of "well HE'S missing out, not ME. I'm everything he wants."

Then, there's the lovely Blind Date. You're living under a rock if you haven't seen an episode of this treat. Blind Date is exactly what it says it is...a blind date...that's video taped of course. The best part of the show is the host, Roger Lodge, narrates the beginning and ends of the dates and there's little thought bubbles throughout the show.

Ah next, one of my all-time favorites—the ever-so-classy Change of Heart. This show features a couple who is questioning their relationship. In order to figure things out, each person gets set up on a date with someone else...because THAT'S always the right thing to do, right?!??!! Most of the episodes are similar...until the end of course. The guy goes on a date with some girl, she comes out onto the show and they discuss their date while the girlfriend says little gems like "oh well she's a slut," "oh, of course you would go in a hot tub with her." And then the guy comes out and the same thing happens. THEN, at the end of the show the couple decides if they get back together or not...by holding up a sign either "stay together" or Change of heart" or they can just be single. 

Lastly, we've got BzZz! It was hosted by Annie Wood and based off The Dating Game—the bachelor and the bachelorette compete against each other for a date and money. There are three rounds, starting with round 1, when the bachelorette meets 4 men. This is the best part because the men are behind a screen that shows their shadow so they always try and do some funky dance thing and say "I'm dan, and I'm your Parrtttyyyy man!" and then the audience is all "OoOoOoOo!!!" After all the men go through the screen, she must eliminate one. Next, she gets 2 minutes to interview all of the remaining contestants. If she doesn't like one, she gets to BZZZ! the buzzer and they are eliminated. However, if she buzzes all the men, she is stuck with the first guy she buzzed! On the other hand, if she likes an answer, she rings the bell and he moves into the next round.

In round 2, Simpatico, each player is given a paddle on it with yes/no on either side. They are put into booths so they cannot see each other's answers. A statement is read—if their answers match, they get $50, if not, they get nothing.

For the final BzZz, the roles are reversed and the chosen bachelor or bachelorette gets to ask the questions and either BzZz or ring the bell on their partner.

What are your favorite dating shows? If any?  


Posted by wittywriter7 at 12:01 AM CST
Updated: Monday, January 11, 2010 6:50 AM CST
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