It's been a bomb weekend.

Dear Diary,

I love waking up with swollen lips that are plump as a result of good kissing. I love when they are juicy and soft. Lip gloss becomes my best friend. I have had a few bomb days this past week. I had a bomb dropped on me buy a guy I use to see and I found my cute Southern guy to be a bomb kisser.  Which one should I start with? A few years ago I use to see someone amazing. He was handsome, strong, funny, smart, tall and an all around great guy.  The kid would do anything for me. Unfortunately things between us were complicated. His mom needed help running the family business and he was the only one out of his brothers that could help her. Subsequently the only way we could have a future is if I moved across the country to a tiny town in New England. I entertained the idea for like a second. I flew out and gave it a look. However, within a day I knew that no matter how much I loved him I could never give up everything I have worked towards here in LA just to be someones wife.  I am extremely ambitious when it comes to my career and I have immense creativity. I have known since I could walk what I wanted to do and unfortunately for our relationship I need to be in LA to accomplish it. So, as a result I chose to walk away from him and us.
Fast forward to the present. This past week we were talking.  He is going though a break up so naturally he thinks coming out to LA for a weekend would help him clear his head. We were discussing it when out of nowhere he dropped this on me "I wish I would have gotten you preggers so you would have had to work things out between the two of us" Wow. First of all, I thought only girls thought like that. Second, what if I had?  I would have a 2 1/2 year old kid right now!?! That is insane. I can't even imagine how different my world would be. Looking back though, I know I would never want for anything if I had married him. He would have done his very best to make me happy. But the thing is I don't think that is what it is all about. You need to make yourself happy. You need to find that special thing that you were put here to do. That only you can do.  I had someone once say to me something to the effect of; "You should never chase anyone. You should just chase your dreams and let the person of your dreams find you." I like to believe that is the way it is. Can I have a wildly successful career and an amazing man who loves me? Will I ever find him here in Los Angeles?  Does it have to be one or the other? Did I make a mistake? I believe that all the fun times and failed relationships have made me who I am. I believe there are no mistakes only lessons.
 In the mean time I am content with my bomb ass kissing southern boy. Not the southern boy from before. Although he too was from Tennessee. This is a different one- the transient in my apartment building I spoke about before. Looks like he came around. Not sure where it's going to go with him. But I am sure of one thing.  He is a hell of a kisser.  I am going to keep on plugging and making my way in this crazy city filled with diminished values and hope that someone fantastic comes my way and that I like him as much as he likes me and that I don't get sick of him after a month.  I have a problem with that. In the meantime....
Happy dating!
Hugs and Kisses,
V

How to come out of a sticky situation clean.

Dear Diary,
So last weekend I had an interesting situation arise. I am telling this story to give you an example of the proper way to handle what could have easily turned into a shitty situation.  I live in an awesome apartment complex that is comparable to the old show on TV called Melrose Place.  We have a courtyard in the middle with a sweet pool and grill where we have family meals all the time.  Everyone's apartment faces each other forcing us all to be more interactive then your average Hollywood apartment building.  As a result we have all come to be pretty tight. We hang out all the time, have big ass pool parties, game nights and often walk up to the bars on Sunset together.   One of my gal neighbors and I have become extremely good friends over the last 5 months since she moved in. Good girlfriends are hard to come by in this city so when you find one it's extra special. Since she moved in this guy friend of hers, who she use to date, has been coming around a lot. I have had eyes for him for a while but have never acted on it for fear of rocking the boat. Recently he has moved onto her couch and we have been hanging out more and more becoming friends.  He isn't a slacker or anything, it's just his lease was up and he's about to leave town to work on a film. After getting to know her and hearing her talk about him it became apparent that she's over him.  So, one night while were all drinking and having game night the two of us started to really vibe. He is tall, cute and into all the same things I am. He is a writer, a film maker and an actor.  So, at one point in the night I pull her aside and ask if it was cool that him and I were getting flirty.  She says she's completely okay with it and I believe her. The end of the night comes around and the two of us kiss... a bunch. (Me and him not me her. Lady smooching is a story for another time)  She was ready to pass out so he went with her to help her make it into her bed (we had been drinking for hours). When he came back he was acting different.  Being a little drunk, I assumed that she said something to him causing him to change his mind about the two of us playing kissyface. So, I went up to my apartment and he stayed there.  I could have persuaded him to come with me but I didn't. I was just down to make-out and he seemed really cool. I sent her some text messages asking what she had said.  I was kinda pissed because I would have hoped she had told me that she wasn't cool with it. Did she lie to me or did she change her mind? But a few moments after I got into bed he sent me a text letting me know it wasn't her it was him. That he just didn't know if it was a good idea to hang out in the romantic way.  Mainly because they have a long history and he was staying on her couch. The thing is, if she was fronting at all pretending she was cool with things but really wasn't it would have came out in a bad way making their living situation really shitty.  I wasn't crazy smitten over him so it was easy to see the logic in this situation. Her and I spoke the next day and after getting everything out in the open we truly are better friends. The moral of this story is if you put your friendships first and are truly honest things will always work out in your best interest.  I went to her first. If I hadn't then things would have been a whole lot different. I also communicated with her how I felt with out being a drunkin bitchface. Knowing that things would be more clear in the light of day..  I feel I am growing as a person and a friend.  I have learned a lot of lessons this year and I am grateful for them all.
In the meantime first date with southern boy went good. I have been swamped with work so it was just a quick glass of wine and we have another one this coming weekend. I will keep you posted with the outcome.
Be true to your self and the people you care about.
Happy Dating!!
Love you!
V

Does this really work for you on the regular?

Dear Diary,

What's new in your world? Because this girl is in a slump.  I still think about that Kid I was seeing from time to time.  He actually pops up more than I would like but I am not staying home tripping about it. I'm completely open to someone awesome coming into my life. I have been doing my part to be proactive by looking online and going out with my girls as much as I can. However, my time has been compromised lately due to the show I am currently on. It is a low budget film that has been taking my up most of my nights actually it's been taking over my life!!  I work in production so my days typically run between 10 and 14 hours. No joke.
I did manage to make it out for a friends birthday at a super cool little bar recently.  It was a fun chill night. I was dressed all birthday fancy in a long flirty fun dress. I was drinking and dancing the night away with my homeys. I wasn't crushing on anyone there just hanging with friends. Every time I went outside to smoke the bouncer would flirt with me. He was kinda cute in a rugged motorcycle type of way.  I don't know if it was the booze or his charm but by the end of the night I was ready to give him my number. I was totally holding out for him to ask me but I had my clutch "in case your interested" line all ready to go. This tactic has a %100 return rate. I don't use it often.  I usually drop it with someone who is in a situation where he is too busy to ask me out. For example- a movie premiere,  is working behind a bar, or if he is too shy.  Although, as a rule I am not good with shy guys. I kind of eat them up.  I only pull it out when I think someone is super cute yet doesn't ask me for my number. There has to be a solid spark.  Here is how it works- I write down my number and I hand it to him saying "In case your interested." I give a coy grin and I walk away with my sexy strut. Works every time.
So, that night as I was saying my good byes and getting ready to drop my move, it turned out I didn't have to use it because he ended up asking me for my number. Cool. I got back to my place and was taking off my makeup while getting ready for bed when I got a text.  It was Bouncer Guy asking me if I got home safe.  I thought that was cute. We texted a couple times and then I crashed.
The next day was Sunday and I slept till noon. When I finally rolled out of bed I got a text from Bouncer Guy saying he was "sorry about crashing out on me last night." I made a joke saying yep that's usually what happens at night... Sleep. LOL. He then proceeded to ask me if I wanted him to come over and "wake me up."  I ask him exactly how he planed to "wake me up."   He said "he could think of a few ways." Wink Face. Mind you that I have never had an actual phone conversation with the guy.  I try to keep it light by making jokes.  Yet he keeps trying to get me to let him come over.  He tells me it's been a long time since he has had sex. Who says that? He was expecting sympathy I assume?  Finally, I get blunt and tell him I am not that kind of girl and if he wants to go out on a date he can shoot me a call but if that's not the case then I am not interested. Guess what? I never heard from the jackass again.  Surprised?   I met him like 15 hours prior and was wearing a long dress not at all Hollywood Skanky!!  It would be one thing if I was looking all sluty, hanging all over him, and he contacted me that night when he got off work while I was still drunk. Not the case here my friend. The fucking nerve of this guy.
No decent guy would think of asking a girl he had just met the night before if he could come by and get busy on a random Sunday afternoon?! Did he really think I would be down to let a total stranger come over to my home on a Sunday afternoon and have sex with me?  Clearly this is his move and it works for him. Kinda like mine. Here's the deal- you can't blame a guy for trying. It's not cool and surely not the type of guy I want to be with. But I am more flabbergasted by the ladies in this city for letting this type of behavior go on.  What kinda of gal lets a dude pull that shit?  If as a whole we all raise our standards of what we allow the guys to get away with maybe we would force the douche bags to nut up and be the men their mama's hoped they would be.  Is this asking too much?? Am I reaching for the stars here? No. I don't think so. I decided that I am raising my standards in an effort to lead by example. Wish me luck.
Happy Dating!
PS- I have a  date this week with a super cutie southern guy. I will keep you posted with how it goes.
LOVE YA!!
V

Your "blue balls" are not a factor in my decision making process!!!

Dear Dairy,

I am sorry it has been so long since I have confided in you.  I met a guy. I liked him very much before it went south.  I will discus that mess another time.  Currently I would like to talk about the very interesting guy that I went out with last night.
So- I met this fantastically cute guy at my birthday party and started vibing with him right away.  As the guests started to dwindle and thin he stayed with me in need of some sobering before he drove home. I am not one to drink in drive myself so I completely get it.  One thing leads to another and we ended up in my room.  We were both drunk adults looking for some fun. In this particular situation one thing is certain if you want engage in some "heavy petting" on my behalf on my birthday- I sure as hell am not going to stop you. LOL.  He doesn't stay the night because he had to get up super early.  Fantastic.  Great way to end a lovely night.  The next day he calls me and invites me out to sushi.  Sweet! My favorite.  We had an awesome dinner followed by drinks.  We laughed and got cozy.  He even brought me some old speakers of his because mine sucked at my party.  I am pretty juiced about this whole night and him in general.  It's the end of the night and we were at my neighbors place (his buddy who brought him to my party) then we go back to mine.  I was really beat from my party the night before. I wanted to make out a bit but nothing crazy.  I didn't realize earlier but he had packed a bag to stay the night and brought it up stairs with him.  I didn't ask him to and considering it was our 1st date  thought it a little strange that he assumed it was cool.. He had been drinking and said he was feeling pretty tipsy so I didn't feel right sending him on his way. We hop into bed and make out a bit when I put the breaks on. I was sleepy and wanted to take things slow. Jumping into things way too quickly has always been a challenge of mine. It bit me on the ass with the last guy I was seeing and I vowed to not make that mistake again. When say I am tired and just want to go to sleep he gets pretty upset.  He explains to me that he is going to have a hard time sleeping and that he is EXTREMELY frustrated. I play it off and try to fall asleep. He aggressively trys to kiss me again and I push him off.  While he is laying next to me it is obvious he is very bothered so I ask him if he's okay.  He then proceeds to complain about the blue balls he is going to have and that "I should have been honest with him earlier in the night about where the evening was going. I don't think it appropriate to say out of context in between the entree and dessert "Pass me the salt, oh and by the way- I am not going go fuck you tonight." Call me old fashion! The condescending way he tried to put me in my place regarding my lack of honesty really was pretty funny.  Honest? I don't think he wants to hear that I stopped kissing him because I was finding myself thinking about someone else and it didn't feel good. I mean what did he want me to tell him that the girly way he reacted to a dog that snapped at him turned me off completely? That I am on the fence about us having a future together?
This was our first date and he assumed he was sleeping over with out me inviting him or even mentioning it. As we are uncomfortably sitting there we talk about it and I tell him that I like him and want to take it slow and he continues to be weird and upset. I wanted to boot him out but chose to go to bed instead. The next morning I wake up refreshed and ready to move on. I ask him how he slept and he says not very well at all. I ask why and he says it's because of "his massive case of blue balls." Are you kidding me?!? That is rude as hell and I can not believe he would say that to a girl he hardly knew.  He should have said it was because of my bed or something. I just find the continual harping on his "Blue Balls" ridiculous and very inappropriate. But fuck it- at least it was morning time and he was leaving. Then when he got down to the car his battery was dead and we had to wait for triple A to come.  Longest 40 minutes of my life!  Awe well, what are you going to do?  So the moral of this story is- don't complain about your blue balls to a girl in her own bed who just wants to take it slow on your first date. Dumb Ass!!
Love ya,
V

Creepy Live Puppet Show

Dear Diary,
I saw a Commedia Dell'arte mask today and was reminded of a very interesting date.  I knew this guy who was cute, tall, funny and a great performer! We both worked as interns at an awesome little theater in Hollywood.  I ran into him at a happy hour one Thursday afternoon.  When happy hour ended we kept drinking and playing for hours. Literally playing.  We took over a construction site on the walk home from the bars. We climbed into these giant machines and pretended to drive them. We hopped the fence to the playground across the street from his place.  Looking back I ripped a whole in my favorite shorts on the fence that night. Holy crap- that's what happen to them!?!  Later on we settled into his place and had some can beer from a mini fridge.  He kissed me in his living/bed room and I liked it. Shortly after things got a little weird.
As we were sitting on his "patio" he excused him self and was gone for a while.  I started texting and messing around on my phone to kill the growing awkwardness I felt as the minutes passed on. When he came back he was wearing a full size Commedia Dell'arte  mask.  He sat down next to me and we had a good 5-minute conversation with out breaking character.  It was actually pretty impressive. Then he got up as the character and exited the "patio".  I chuckled about it and waited for his return.  A few minutes later can came back with another mask as another character, then another, and yet another. In the end he came out with 5 different masks and five different characters. Now the thing is, if you have ever seen a commedia dell'arte mask you would understand how bad this creeped me out.  In fact, if you don't know what one is- stop reading this right now and google it.
Each character was 10 times creepier than the last, By the fifth one I started to wonder if he was going to next bring out a machete and murder my ass. Needless to say after the live puppet show it was time for me to call it a night and boogie on home. On the way home and we walked through the Taco Bell drive-thru.  I gave him one more quick smooch for walking me home and that was the end of our romantic experiment.  We are still friends and I heard he was offended I didn't want to pursue a relationship with him.  He is pretty into himself.  I know it bugged him for a hot second. I couldn't bring myself to tell him the reason was because: "Your live creepy puppet show freaked me the fuck out!"  In all fairness though, that is what he is into and he is an artist.  Someday he will put that creepy puppet show on and some girl is going to absolutely love it and she will be the one.  Unfortunately for him I am not that girl. One thing is certain about that night,  it makes for a good laugh and a smile every time I look back.  Dam dating is so much fun sometimes!!
Love Ya!!
VK

To all you home cooked meal type of guys- Be warned!

Dear Diary,

This story is from a little while back when I still lived in Texas. I was out one night with my coworkers attending a happy hour event at a chill little bar in Fort Worth, Texas.  I was playing darts with a super cute guy and some how ended up last man standing. Shocker, I know.  I reached the point where it was time for me to go home but I was out of cash for a cab- this is back when Cabies only took cash so I had to walk a few blocks in order to get to the closest ATM.  The cute guy I was hanging out with insisted that I get a ride home from him to save time and money.  I was a good bottle of wine deep so I decided to take him up on the offer. He just wanted a chance to take me on a date in exchange.  I agreed, we shared a smooch, and off to bed I went.  I was super excited and a little nervous because this guy was pretty much a stranger- and yet I got into his car?! Awesome. So- date night came and he instructed me to come to his house.  I didn't think much of it but was glad to have my own car in case a quick get away was in order.  "Why not just meet at the restaurant," I thought. As I was walking up I noticed a lovely aroma coming from his place. Turns out for our first date he decided to cook me a romantic dinner. Okay... Kinda weird but I definitely understand the need to save money. Dates can be super expensive.  During the night he progressively starts to touch me as though we have been together for months and is kinda weirding me out. But what weirded me out the most was how dirty his place was. Kinda like organized filth. So when the food was ready and I sat down at the table waiting for him to serve me.  He removed the skillet from the fire and proceeded to toss the veggies and meat as he is walking towards me. Then this happened- Mid toss he dropped a hand full of food on to his oh so not clean floor bent down to pick it up off his nasty floor only to put it back in the skillet licking his fingers.  But did he go back to the stove and give it a flash fry? (That would still be wicked gross but a hell of a lot better then what he did do.) NOOOOO- he tossed it in the air once more saying "oops"then he plopped it down on my mutha-F'ing plate!!!!  I was in total shock and almost lost it.  But I kept my composure and pretended to eat it, said I have an upset stomach, and excused myself as quickly as I could.  But honestly- Who does that??  The laws of common decency let alone general health standards should tell you- If you drop food on your nasty floor please don't serve it to a girl on your first date. Especially when she just saw ya drop it!!!  LOL.  Fucking Nutball!!! The weirdest shit happens to me,  I had to share that one with ya'll.
Have a great day my sweet Lovers- And Happy Dating!!
Love,
VK

I can honestly say THIS has never happened before-

Dear Diary,

I went on a super fun blind double date with my good girlfriend this last weekend. Not expecting anything, I was presently surprised with the guy she and her man set me up with.  He's successful, fun and looks like a taller-younger Richard Gere!  We have some drinks then proceed to Karaoke the night away.  I won't admit this out loud, in fact if you ask me straight away I will say' "yeah it's alright", but in reality Karaoke is like my Favorite thing to do when I am drinking!  So, as the night progresses him and I start to get cozy and decide we are going back to his place so we can have some time just the two of us. He offers a night cap with champagne on his balcony. This seems really promising! Somehow this guy knows my weakness for karaoke and Champagne on balconies?!?  Sweet!!  I had to work at noon the next day. We set alarms and proceed to "Go to Bed."  I am fully enforcing the underpants stay on rule and he is doing his best to be a guy and work around that rule.  I completely stick to my guns and we fall asleep. While we were sleeping, unfortunately my phone died causing us to oversleep!!!
 But that's not all that happened while we were asleep. In a mad dash to get me home we are speeding along in traffic when he asks me this....  "theoretically speaking, are you on any kind of birth control?"  I say maybe and ask him what's up.  He proceeds to tell me that he is 99% sure that we had sex last night sometime after we fell asleep!?! EXCUSE  ME?  SAY WHAT?  I tell him that I don't think that is a possibility.  He keeps on with the birth control 3rd degree because he is that convinced that we did. All the while assuring me that he isn't in the habit of having sex with sleeping girls. Yet he is CONVINCED that with me he did.  ?  OKAY- Here is the deal- I had my monthly visitor and there was absolutely no way we could have had sex because my instrument was still in place holing down the flow- if ya know what I mean. If you don't know what I mean then you are too young to be reading this!  What gets me is that even when I tell him this- he's still concerned that I am going to be knocked up. 
Honestly people I am completely stumped by this one!!  Did we have sex or didn't we? It's not like sleep walking, I am pretty sure I would remember- or at least I sure as shit hope I would.  Honestly at this moment it's still a mystery.  I am confused and don't know what to make of it. Has anyone else out there ever had this happen to them?  I am kinda bugging about it.  Regardless as to how strange it is, one thing is certain- it's not worth throwing away a tall, funny, and successful Richard Gere type.  I will keep you posted as to the out come.

Love Ya!!

VK

It was going so good till you pulled that shit!!

Dear Diary,

I agreed to meet this seemingly cute and fun guy out for coffee the other night.  He shows up at the spot looking a bit like his picture but not nearly as cute (shocking!)  The spot had a fire pit that we sat next to.   We both ordered the same drink, Vanilla Latte, which made us smile and gave us a quick invite to start flirting.  He seemed a bit nervous which was endearing.  He was a rancher and has horses and seemed like a bit of a guy's guy.  I like a guy's guy- can't stand a sissy boy!!  He came off a bit insecure when about 15 minutes in to the date he started pressing me for  my first impression of him.  Weird. The place was closing and it was really cold that night in West Hollywood. I still haven't formed my opinion of him so I agree to finish my coffee in his truck.  After some good conversation he leans in to kiss me.  Not a bad kisser, definitely trainable!  After the kisses I decide I will go out with him. Until this happened....  He says he wants to play his favorite album.  He opens the jockey-box and pulls out a different Ipod from the one we have been listening to.  So I am like okay cool, what chya working with?  30 seconds in I still have no clue as to what is happening to my ears.  Then he blurts out, "It's the sound track from Glee!"  That's right folks- The fucking sound track to GLEE!  REALLY?  That is the best possible album to play in your huge-ass truck to a girl you would like to see again? DAM.  Jerry McGuire says, "you had me at hello."  Well this girl says, "Hey dumb ass- you lost me at Glee!!"
I mean come on?!?  It's one thing to have it on your Tivo but a whole something else to play it on a truck date with another human.   Oh well I guess, another one bites the dust. Seems as though I forgot to text him back. Oops!
So I am still on the hunt and still open for having my dinner bought for me... anytime.  Girl's gotta eat!  So please sweet universe can you throw me a bone here? Please?
Love Ya!!
VK

There is nothing like a younger man to make you feel amazing.

Dear Diary,

I get why women become cougars.  I honestly do! I was home for a wedding this last week and I found myself getting cozy with a younger man.  He didn't look like a younger man, he didn't kiss like a younger man and he surely didn't f#%k like a younger man.
So, I found myself in a situation I couldn't refuse.  He was funny, handsome with a heart of gold.  I didn't walk in to the situation thinking "oh Dam I need to get some of that." A little help from my dear friend alcohol pushed me in his direction.
So, on the night of the bachelorette party somehow I found myself in his arms. Looking back all I have to say is- DAM!  So eager and willing to learn. No, not willing instead begging to learn.  This kid took direction so well I think Scorsese needs to cast him in his next flick.  I never thought some of the best sex I have ever had would come from a young man.  Thing that makes it tricky and the thing that's got me trippin is the way he treated me.  No man my age does the things this guy did. He was so rocked and grateful that with his every breath he made me feel like a princess.  No matter what I needed he got it.  No matter how bad I looked, he LOVED it.  I am not looking to get into anything serious with a kid, however I wish I could spend all the time in the world with THIS kid.
So cougars everywhere I get it.  Sold. Done. Boom. Hats off to you Mrs. Robinson!   I fully support you.
 I hope I can find a man my age in my town with half of what this kid brought to the table. Passionate, sexy, attentive, kind and dam right amazing. That's a tall order I know but shit wish me luck.  If not I can always take a turn to Cougar Town...  If every young man there is half as amazing as this kid, hell I may become the Mayor.
Sigh.
Love,
V

Dear Diary,
I am speaking in my best friend from High School's wedding in less then two weeks and need to find the perfect love poem for them, their love, and their new life together. No pressure! Kidding, I am totally happy to do it. I was originally going to write something for the occasion but it's hard to write about love when you are single. It's been so long since I have been in love I honestly can't remember what it feels like. Dam! (insert Italian accent) That's a no good! But, I am chugging away searching for the perfect love poem...crying myself to sleep.. :) J/K. Seriously though- any suggestions?

SO~Not a lot going on since the last time I check in with you. The cute random setup guy broke our date because he was sick. We haven't hooked up since. The timing has been off. I think I am starting to loose interest. But, I am not super worried about it. I didn't meet anyone over the holiday (4th of July).
I am looking forward to this weekend!! Friday night I am going to a friend's birthday thing and Sunday I am having a pool party. I told my friends to bring hot guys so hopefully I meet someone. If not, I have a boat load of emails from the dating website to sift through. I will keep you updated with any possible love connections that pop up. I did get a funny one today and it went~
"You are getting sleepy...sleepy...sleepy. All your concerns in the world are washing away...sleepy...sleepy...sleepy. As you are reading this email, you are becoming a blank page...sleepy...sleepy...sleepy. When I count back from three you will be overwhelmed by the desire to talk to me. Three...two...one... Hi, I'm David!"

*Bless his little heart. When I went to check his profile out the kid was not even close to my type. Unless my type was short, fat and ugly. Unfortunately for him it's not. Awe well!

I am still in the game and hopefully I find someone to go to dinner with soon.. catch a movie, maybe some sex? I don't know, I am just saying. It would be nice. So back to streets and the inter-web. Wish me luck!
Love,
V

Is it Hollywood or is it him?

Dear Diary,
I have noticed a trend on with this online dating extravaganza. The more hot the guy the more of a pervert. Her is an example. I received an email from a super good looking guy who lives right around the corner from me in Hollywood saying to read his profile and email him back if I am still interested. The profile started out nice enough. I was actually into his personality, then came this part:

Must be open minded sexually though
****I did not make this ad for sex !! Sex is easy to get... finding someone you can connect with on all levels is not !! So don't take me the wrong way....
I am open to watching my woman with another man ( its a voyeur thing ) Also interested in the swingers lifestyle in general.. have not tried it but would open to explore this with the RIGHT Woman ( this is not about you or me not being enough for each other ! ) " Its about sexual exploration and adventure together as partners !)

WFT?!?! I love how he said "don't take it the wrong way" What way did he mean it other than the way it sounded? Call me crazy! No? Maybe? Not a weirdo? huh.

WOW!! I mean I have had some wild nights in my time as a party girl in the Hills o' Holly and I am not one to judge anyone sexually. Not my style. In fact I am the one person most of my friends come to with private situations that they need advice on. Because I don't judge. I think what ever you are interested in sexually is your own thing and I am sure there are plenty of people out there in the world that will compliment that side of you but what kind of a freak puts that shit up on their profile on a dating website?? At least give a girl a drink before you drop that kind o a bomb on her. LOL- She might be a little bit more receptive to it!! This leads me to- Online dating rule #3: The hotter the guy is the bigger the perv!!

So~ pervert aside, Diary, I am excited for my date tonight with the random tall cute guy. I still have doubts that there is a future with him- too nice, but I haven't decided to throw in the towel just yet. Besides- A girls gotta eat!

HUGS AND KISSES!! ~ V

This is going to be harder than I thought!

Dear Diary,
I haven't called cute boy from the other night yet. I am really bad about that. I should have made him take down my number instead of leaving his. I can never call first! Plus, I don't know if he's my type, I feel I might get bored with him in a couple of months. We'll see. SO check this out- I got possibly the funniest email I have ever gotten in my online dating life!! Again- not making this shit up!

"Finding true love is like going fishing it requires allot of patience to catch the one you've always dreamed of but when you do isn't it the most gratifying and satisfying feeling in the world?
"In every one's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit. - Albert Schweitzer (1875-1965)""

You got to be kidding me! Creepy and hysterical at the same time! Who writes crap like that? Insert tear that fell from my cheek from laughing so hard!! I also got a heart filled note from a guy named sober00- He is sober, bald and 47~ Come on! REALLY? Call me crazy but I am not at all interested in a 47 year old guy, who looks horrible, and is sober...... NONE OF THAT IS APPEALING TO ME!! Honestly do they look at the picture of me or read my profile at all before they hit me with their best shot? Gssh!!

ON the bright side, I have started chatting with 2 seemingly nice and cute guys who live pretty close (for LA Standards :)) I have agreed to go out with one, but an actual date has yet to be set. I will keep you up dated with the goings on as things evolve. Wish me luck. Tonight's plans? Friends (the show) and some wine. Crazy Sat night let me tell you!
Love,
V

Oh Lordy!

Dear Diary,
In my online quest for love today I came across this pick up line (I promise I am not making this up) " Come out from your window and let this prince take you on a magic carpet ride" Fo reals? I got two major perverts in a row one who assured me.. "You are soo hot!!! Don't worry though I didn't jack off to your picture... yet. Wink, wink!" WTF? You must be kidding me! Between Naughty picture guy and this idiot, I decided I need to take down my wicked hot picture as well as my sexy face picture.
Which leaves me to online dating rule #2: If your picture is too sexy you will attract a boat load of perverts!!
Other than then these two kookoo's I haven't much to report. However, don't worry Diary I am not going to give up!! I will still flirt and email cute guys today and as usual I promise to report back with the details.
XOXO
V

Most Random Date Ever!

Dear Diary,
Last night my neighbor yells across the pool to my apt in a bit of a panic asking if I can run him up to the Rite Aide by our place. Turns out the "friend" he had over was having an Asthma attack and needed and inhaler quickly. So of coarse I say yes and we hop in the car. On the way he tells me he kicked his roomy out so he and his "friend" can do it. LOL! Get some!
He buys me a bottle of wine for the trouble and we both head back to our apartments. A few moments later, he yells across the pool again and asks if I have a charger for a blackberry. I do and he sends over a tall cute guy to my apt. This cutie was there to meet the expelled roommate but his phone was dead so he was stranded. However, my neighbor gave this guy the boot as well do to his need to get some! So, this complete stranger and I are hanging out while his completely dead Blackberry charges. Time to break out the wine. I was about to make dinner so I make enough to share- Lucky for him he is cute! He explains how he is going to a birthday thing at a bar up the street with my neighbor and invites me to come. I don't have plans so what the heck? When my neighbor gets home from his exile he decides to bail on his Buddy citing his lack of money as the reason.
So it end up just being the two of us. We walk up to a pretty cool spot by my place where I meet his friends and we dance the night away. We kissed on the dance floor then came back to my apartment building and watched a movie at my neighbor's. (he was crashing at his place so he didn't drive home to the valley drunk) Not high school "movie watching" where all you do is make out. No, responsible adults movie watching. Where you just smooch a couple times.. LOL. All in all it was pretty fun. I will definitely see him again.
But I can't shake the feeling my neighbors were trying to set us up. I just happen to have a bottle of wine? He just happened to need a charge? My neighbor just happened to ditch out? Smells a bit fishy to me! Either way I went with.

Interesting tactics D-bags.

Dear Diary,
I have to say I am shocked with how many good looking guys are online dating these days! I am not sure the proper protocal for getting the ball rolling on these dating web sites. So I am using the "Hi, how are you?" approach. When a cute guy pops up I just send an email saying that and if he is interested then he can email me back. Sounds good to me. Please feel free to leave me a comment with any suggestions for I am new at this!

So, I meet this one super cute guy who owns his business, seems successful,

and donates his time and his plane as a Volunteer Search and Rescue guy for the air force a couple weekends a month. He seems nice and lives close so I give him my number for some flirty texting. A day into friendly texting I get home from the gym and he starts insisting I send him pics of "the hard earned results I just accomplished at the gym". That's a clever way of asking me to send him naughty photos. Now, if we are together I have no problem with a fun pic here and there. But I have never met this dude in my life and he was extremely persistent in his pressuring me to send him naughty shots.. Wow. Too bad he is a pervert- So promising!!!!
I was kinda hopeful. I should have known that a guy with is own plane that is wicked cute was too good to be true.
Lesion 1.- If he seems too good to be true.... He is!
But no fretting I had another hopeful on the back burner. We had been emailing for about 5 days. He was kinda cute but really witty. With a job as a successful Chef. We started emailing back and forth 4-5 times a day. All of the sudden midday Friday the website informs me he deleted his profile?!? WTF? Why? How? Huh? I logged on 15 minutes after he sent me an email yet he deleted his profile before I could respond. Weird! Did his girl friend find out he was flirting online? I do believe the answer to that question is Uh-huh! Sweet two for two.
But, don't worry readers I am not going to let these two jerk-offs get me down, there are plenty of fish in the proverbial online see.
So far, I am not impressed with the dudes I have found online. However, it has only been a week! Lol. I will stick it out for 3 months. Or till I find a man. What if it's not Hollywood it's me? Do I just attract Dbags? I sure hope that's not the case. However time will tell. Wish me luck!
Love,
Veronica
Best pick up emails this weekend:
1. "You are quite the looker, I have already made you cum 5 times in my mind, wow. So freaking sexy. I am surprised you are single." (surprising this D-bag is still single!)
2. "You have cool hair. It looks like you hit your head on a rock and honey is spewing out of your head." (Like, thanks bra!)

This is deticated to all the single girls out there..

I have grown tired of all the Men living immediately around me. I live in Hollywood, California. I am in the exact right location I need to be for the work I do. I love being close to the hills and plenty of hiking. I love the beach being a half hour away. But I can't get over all the d bags I have been meeting lately. I try hard not to drink and drive (any more). I have a multitude of places to go and things to do with in walking distance of my apartment so it works out for me that I don't.
All of this sounds great right? Unless you want to stay single like 90% of the girlfriends I have in this city are, you need to get the F@#K out of Hollywood to meet quality men.
On Line Dating has evolved a lot in the last 5 years and a lot of the horror stories have been replaced with success stories. So I have decided to give it a try. I am making the commitment to logging in as much as possible and finding some dates. My friend who found her amazing boyfriend on the site I decided to try gave me some advice: "you get out what you put in." I am notorious for getting sick of projects and moving on with things. But this time I am serious. I will be reporting back here in this blog Dear Diary style and I can't wait to see what happens. I will take chances, make dates and give my number out. I will trust my intuition and hook myself a good guy. If I don't find one on line by god I am moving!! lol!
I am Veronica, single, pretty, and ready to find someone amazing I want to be with. Hopefully this blog only lasts a few months, but I promise to report though it all. So let the online games begin!