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Don't Be THAT Girl...Who Dates THAT Guy With my eyes rolled back in exasperation and bored out of my mind, the only thing I could think of as he was kissing me was: this would make a good blog. That’s been the sad pattern of late. On a date, rather than being fascinated with his tales of money woes, ex-girlfriends, hard-core vegan-ways or political disenchantments, I became fascinated with how great a story this would be to tell my friends the next day. So my pain will be your pleasure. Please join me on my search… and Don’t be THAT Girl Who Dates THAT Guy! Daily Tart is one part bawdy, one part bitter. Always a tasty treat. Excerpt: "A smug little roach; she sat there proper in her pearls and pink pastels, knees crossed smartly at the lightly ruffled hemline, and her sharply heeled right foot ticking up and down in the rhythm of one who thinks she’s better than everyone (but secretly has her doubts). I hated her before we were introduced." Perfectly Imperfect is the voice of the slightly, lightly insane coming to terms with humanity. Excerpt: "Pleasantly Plump is headed straight for me…she’s running on THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACK!! It doesn’t matter that there is plenty of room for me to easily and effortlessly maneuver around her; it matters only that she is not following the rules. So I will show her. I’ll show her good. It’s a game of chicken: Pleasantly Plump vs. Crazy Track Runner. Who will win? Wanna place a bet? She doesn’t look determined like me; she merely looks like she’s enjoying a stroll in the park." |