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About a month ago, I had had one of the greatest times ever with a man.  We met, had the same completely distorted sense of humor, amazing attraction & loved to do the same things.  We spent every free second together going to shows, eating out, & of course I kicked his butt on the dance floor. It was amazing.  My friends told me that they had never seen me that happy!  Then, he had to leave town where our constant contact dwindled quickly to no response.  It was after I realized he had deleted his Google Plus account when I decided to see what the problem was, & I got the answer about 10 minutes before the doorbell rang when the vacuum cleaner demo people stopped by.

I'm on my way to Washington DC for the next Maloof Money Cup, traveling for another 4-5 hours.  Having forgot my Kindle or anything else that may entertain me on this trip, I've decided to write. I only have spent 3 hours in DC in my life, never left the airport, but when anyone hears the story they tell me I need to blog about how I was literally trapped in DC.

When I’m in a bigger house, I don’t like to live alone.  And, after my initial attempt at looking for Criagslist to find a few posts that closely resemble court evidence in murder trials for the posters prior roommates, I decided to take the more stable (?) route of using Roommates.com

The other day I was sitting with a guy that I’ve gone out with a few times and the topic came up of my latest blog.  I was telling him about the irony of me getting several “You’re Hot” emails only hours after writing a blog stating that behavior like this was an absolute turn off to most women.   I explained how I had surveyed several of my girl friends to get a good idea of what actually does work when men pick them up in public.  He quickly jumped in “Wait! Let me guess what they said!” and proceeded to tell me what I will tell you now… & then there was a quick flashback to the reality of the night he & I met.