Proving that I have not completely lost touch with the Liberal Within, though, I am going to the Democratic Party MeetUp tonight, since band rehearsal was cancelled and I had already postponed my training walk and am therefore left with nothing to do but dishes. If you know anything about me at all, you know I will do pert near anything to get out of washing dishes.

I am presently suffering from an Excedrin PM hangover (boy oh boy was it hard to wake up this morning!), but the eight complete hours of sleep I got last night were totally worth it.

I am seriously beginning to doubt my writing talents. I always thought myself a decent writer. At the very least, I think my nonfiction writing (meaning this here journal, among other things) is very reflective of the real me. It sounds totally like my real voice.

Uh...now that I think about it, maybe that�s the problem.

As you know, I have recently entered the exciting world of internet dating. While I really haven�t met anyone worth actually meeting in person, let alone dating, I have gotten close to wanting to meet about three men�three men who have now disappeared from my email box and apparently no longer wish to correspond with the likes of me. They all just failed to respond to my last email. Santa Barbara Sociologist Man � gone. 909-Man Who Appeared to be Falling Madly in Love with Me Almost Immediately (admittedly a scary notion anyway) � gone. Cool Los Feliz Guy Who Likes Elvis Costello � gone, but at least he was considerate enough to offer up an explanation. It seems I live too far away for him to seriously consider as a mate (to which I internally responded, �Dude. You live in Southern California. We all gotta drive. Get over it. Besides, Long Beach isn�t even that far.�). In truth, he was willing to correspond with me regardless of my zip code undesirability; but I really don�t see the point since, while I am more than willing to travel to Los Feliz, I would not be willing to be the only one getting in to the driver�s seat on a regular basis. Just out of principle, you understand.

As a side note: When John and I first started dating, we lived 50 miles away from each other. In S. California traffic miles, that�s like 150. We saw each other once during the week and then again on the weekends and we traded off who drove where. It�s crazy, but when you like somebody, you do what you gotta do. What�s the big deal? Wait until rush hour has passed, put a CD in the player and hit the road.

Anyway, I may therefore have to revert back to the tried and true method of picking up drunk men in bars. Luckily, that�s always worked for me anyway. Also luckily, I�m going out to a bar tomorrow night (the Formosa Caf�, which I love tremendously).

In other news, I find myself with extra money this week. Don�t ask me how that happened, but it has. Am I contemplating putting some of the extra dough in to my savings account? Um�no�I am contemplating buying a new outfit. Or new shoes. Or both, frankly.

Don�t yell at me, yet. I said I was contemplating the notion.

Of course, tonight�s MeetUp is taking place inside a Barnes and Noble, so that could spell disaster.

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