Another Late Night Epiphanie...

Everyone should have a secret blog like this one. Its like the modern day diary, right? You can write your most personal feelings and then leave them out there for criticism, support, comments and no one knows it's you. I love that you guys can read my diary and thanks for all the love, support and even criticism! Feel free to comment on posts or email singlegirlla@gmail.com with private messages.

Sometimes just writing what you are thinking brings so much clarity, and if you know others can read it you are the much more aware of your craziness!
Well its late....and I am rambling again and cant spell...

XO
SG

DTR and What it means

So two weeks in Animal asked if I wanted to DTR...What is DTR you ask? I did too. Apparently it must have been on Oprah or something but DTR means Defining the Relationship. I laughed and thought, Its only been two weeks and we havent even consummated the relationship. So I said I wasn't seeing anyone else but I didn't think we should rush to put labels on things. I learned my lesson before and rushing into things usually ends up bad.

So two months later i was wondering why he hadn't asked me again about being his girlfriend I mean we had spent almost every day/night together for two months. Finally I had to bring up the DTR and he said he felt so awkward about how I had responded the first time that he didn't want to ask. good thing I brought it up I guess. Although, I like the version in my head where he BEGS me to be his girlfriend better. lol.

So now what I officially have a BF am I still able to write a blog called Single Girl LA? uhh its only been 7 weeks...and I feel like this is all part of the process of being single and having to stress about if someones conservative Jewish parents are going to accept you etc. Anyway Ill keep writing. I mean to still share crazy dating stories as well.

Here is an assessment tool I found online...if anything its interesting and amusing

According to the test on the link above, Animal and I have more Connection than Clarity in the relationship right now. But I think that's okay for where we are at. I'm not trying to be all SJP in Sex in the City here. I'm not going to over analyze everything! Hopefully!

I did want to mention that I had written a list of what I wanted in a husband on my vision board and put the paper away in a book months ago and just found it and Animal fits everything on my list...maybe I did man-a-fest him haha now I really sound crazy but hey whatever works!

XO
SG

So Ive Met Someone Part II

...haha that was the end of Mario...fooled you guys! The next weekend I was with the same group of friends and expected Mario to come around but he never surfaced! While having a great time with my friends I wasn't even  thinking about my romantic life. I was happy! That's when I met HIM!

THE MEETING:
I had gotten Strep throat early in the week from surfing without a wet suit with Mario and was on day 5 of antibiotics. I felt fine but you have to take all those pills or you die or something...Idunno but you have to finish the antibiotics. Later that evening I found my self in an intense game of A** hole, (a drinking card game for those unfamiliar). I had forgotten about the antibiotic alcohol combination and was happily doing "waterfalls" with vodka. My usual friends were there an a couple of guys I hadn't met before but didn't think much about one way or the other. We were playing and I was drunk.  Now there are two version of the the story:

My Version:
We all decided to walk to our friend Derek's Boat. I am not sure why, but we did. The combination of the boat, the alcohol and the meds left me feeling less than desirable and I was puking quietly off the side of the boat. When this nice boy in a red shirt, whose name I forgot started holding my hair back and rubbing my back. He walked me back to the house we had started at and he even made out with me after the puking....he is a keeper.

His Version:
Pretty much the same except he says that we had made out before the puking, not after.

Its all a blurr so either is possible. BUT the point is I met (We will call him Animal) because I would hate for him to read this until we are married and know I'm talking about him! I have been with him almost every day since our meeting 7 weeks ago. That is why its been hard to blog. Not an excuse, I'm just saying.

So far Animal is perfect in every way. Hes tall and think with an Ashton Kutcher face and a Michael Cera body. We are the same astrological sign and he knows how to handle me! Which apparently can be hard to do. I'm crazy about him and I'm pretty sure he is about me.  He brings me flowers and orchids and commutes from my place every day.

My only concern is that we are different religions and I'm not really religious at all but I am worried his parents wont accept me unless I convert to Judaism, and even still they may not. Bummer. Its too soon to really discuss this with him since I don't really want him to know I am planning our children ;)

SingleGirlLA: So I've Met Someone...Part I

SingleGirlLA: So I've Met Someone...Part I: "You have all been wondering why I haven't blogged lately. I know I have been letting some of you down. Well Its been a combination of no cr..."

So I've Met Someone...Part I

You have all been wondering why I haven't blogged lately. I know I have been letting some of you down. Well Its been a combination of no crazy dates, since my hiatus from the online dating pool and my busy busy real world life.  So let me fill you in. 5 weeks ago I met Mario. He was friends with my mutual friends. Conveniently, after a night of fun and booze I find myself locked out of my friends place, where I am suppose to be crashing, while my wallet, keys and all other belongings are locked inside. My friend is off on her current boy's boat. So I'm walking back from the bars with Mario and his friend who's a girl, we will call her Yoyo. Yoyo is explaining to me how she is secretly in love with Mario etc. etc. and I am feeling like a locked out 3rd wheel and am telling the pair that I am about to call cab to meet up with my girl friend and her boathouse boy.  Once we are back to Mario's apartment, wwouldn't you know, as soon as Yoyo goes to the bathroom Mario starts to make out with me.  This is all really confusing, especially after the hours of yummy drinks that have been consumed. I want to escape the situation. Yoyo is complaining how she is allergic to Mario's cat and needs to leave and is indicating that she wants him to come with her. I'm declaring that im calling a cab and Mario says hes coming with me! Yoyo stomps out of the apartment and slams the door behind her and Mario quickly lounges for me. I tell him I am confused. I thought they were a couple and feel a little trapped. He tells me its too late to go to the boat and we should just stay at his place.  Now I guess I didn't mention, Mario is a hot, Italian, Hot, successful guy. SO I stayed.  He explained that he hadn't slept with Yoyo in at least a few weeks and that she is just his best friend. At the time that was okay with me. Where else was I going really? So I spent the night half deflecting his moves to seduce me and half having fun with him. Turns out we had a bit in common. Sometime in the morning he asked me to be his girlfriend, but I think this was a feeble attempt to try and get me to sleep with him. We even called his dad from bed because, as it turns out his dad had made his fortune in a business very similar to one of my own ventures. Of course, in the morning my girlfriend and her boatboy were out of contact. Both of their cells off.

I had no choice but to spend the day with Mario and our other friends Surfing. I have to say this made the whole morning-after awkwardness go away. He was stuck with me. So we surfed all day. Made out in the water. Walked along the beach as he gave me sea shells and went to lunch after. Which he treated me to. It was a great day and I was really feeling him.

Mario called me later that week to say hi and then got off the phone quickly...