I have been meaning to do this for quite some time, and a Saturday night home alone in pajamas, drinking wine and watching Netflix, has finally caused a catalyst. Rejoice, world, I am yet again ready to write shamelessly about my dating life (or lack thereof).
I have had many friends yell at me about restarting the blog. "Jen, your dating life is so pathetic... You need to be blogging. It's hilarious." OK... to be fair, they didn't say that exactly, and it's true: I have quite a few stories to share. The last few months/years, I have been either too busy or just plain unmotivated to write in this blog. I got a great new job that is actually intellectually and creatively challenging, so this outlet was less urgent. However, the ebb and flow of dates has swirled me around as if I was a dingy in a hurricane, and I have finally come ashore. I am finally ready to be Jim Cantore and report back to HQ on the storm. And perhaps by reading my blog, another single soul will find solace in the fact that they are not the only one dating total weirdos. I am their sister in pathetic dating. Perhaps I will one day be the Mother Theresa of online dating.
OK, I think I have exhausted my metaphors for one evening; I promise to write more soon.
As for now, does anyone have any recommendations for Netflix?
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