Lola In The City

For those of you who have expressed your disappointment at the end of my eHarmony experience, fear not. My love life is as entertaining (for you) and disappointing (for me) as always. So lets see...what's been going on: 

The Ex-Husband

Well, hearing from him certainly isn't news. It was just kind of funny stumbling upon several e-mails from him when I was cleaning out an e-mail I don't use any more. (No, I have NOT given him my new e-mail address. Hell, I lived in Chicago for six months before I told him I moved!) Oh, and earlier this month I "celebrated" 3 years of officially being divorced. If that weren't the case, tomorrow would be our 18th wedding anniversary. Holy shit! 18 years!!! (Obviously, I was a child bride.) I plan on celebrating the occasion in appropriate fashion...by having drinks with a gay man. 

The Un-Friend

So, yeah, I recently un-friended (de-friended??? What is the proper grammar here?) a guy who...long story short...fucked with my head for 6 months. Now, he was a reader of Lola in the City and the first time we went out he asked, "You're not going to write about me, are you?" I answered, "Only if you end up being a dick." Truth be told, I think all bets are off and I could go into great detail about how we went out several times, he gave every indication that he was interested but not ready to "date" having just come out of a 10 year relationship, yet continued to do and say things that gave the impression he was interested. I thought, "I will just be patient." Then BAM! Found out (on Facebook) that he is in a new relationship. Considering how worked up Crazy Girl (more on her another time) got over this guy, I decided it would be best for everyone involved to just cut all ties with this guy. Yet, he still felt the need to contact me to let me know what was happening in his job. I. Don't. Care. Tell your new girlfriend all about it. Fuckwit.   

The Rock Star

And then there is Rock Star. That on again/off again, almost could have been the love of my life except for the fact he lives in LA, works a full time job, and when he's not working he is on the road with his band. I'm really not a needy person. (Shut up. Stop laughing! I am NOT!) I would just like to have a relationship with someone that I can see maybe just a little more often then every 3-6 months. I am certain there are women whose men are in jail who get more conjugal visits that I did. So last year I ended it. But being on the road with the band brought him to Chicago this past weekend. He was really pushing to see me. But considering everything else going on and my weakened emotional state, I held strong and said no. 

Instead and went out with friends and was reminded of:

Why I Shouldn't Drink Bourbon 

Ha, dream on! I'm not telling you THAT story. My mom reads this. I will just say that sometimes the attention of a 25 year old boy is just was a girl needs to make her feel better.