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Monday, June 22, 2009
Diamonds
You know, it’s so funny, I like to think of myself as a little minx. (Albeit, a conservative one but, still.) However,
I haven’t been kissed in weeks. (I was about to type months but I’m pretty sure there was a drunken incident within
the past couple of months, I just can’t remember with whom.)
Needless to say,
I’ve been looking. Fortunately, my family has backed off a little on the “Have you found someone yet?” so;
I’m not feeling as much pressure. It’s only taken 20 years…
Well,
can I just tell you? A friend at work suggested I try a company started by his wife’s best friend. It’s a matchmaking
site for millionaires. Apparently, she seeks out men at a certain income bracket looking to marry a woman who falls into a
certain age bracket... Mine.
At first, I thought, “No, I’m much too picky to
marry for money.” Now, I’m thinking why not?
Okay, I know money
can’t buy love. However, it can certainly buy Christian Louboutin’s, monthly facials/massages, and a personal
trainer (so I can loose those pesky 10lbs once and for all.) I could finally quit WeightWatchers.com. (I’ve only gained
3.2lbs since I started! I said it before; once you declare “diet” it’s a slow roll downhill.)
My grandfather always said there’s an ass for every seat. Is it really that big a deal if
I’d like my seat covered in diamonds? I think not.
I signed up.
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