MIA: Felicity Induced Netflix Coma

So I know it’s been a few days…but Felicity just became available on Netflix. SO, yeah. I am in a Felicty Coma. I am almost done! What a marvelous, phenomenal show! How I miss you Felicity, Ben, Noel, and everyone else at University of New York…

I am even watching an episode as I type this!

and I’ll hopefully awaken from my Netflix coma soon. And write about my non dating woes (Why didn’t I ever have a Ben and a Noel to make a choice between? I didn’t even get a Ben OR a Noel!!)…

Oh well! At least I have better hair!

Paperless Post-ing V-Day: SadSingle Style

A Sad, Single (Drunken) Valentine’s Day….If you are my friend you should be expecting this card tomorrow! Continue reading

Crack is Whack!

No, I’m not a big Whitney Houston fan…although I do “Wanna Dance With Somebody.” I’m talking about this crack…

I Don't Want To See That!

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SadSingleGal’s Deceptively Healthy Spinach-Artichoke Dip

They say a man’s heart is through his stomach (I don’t know who “they” are: hungry men? mother’s worried that their son’s won’t be able to fend for themselves? doctors that didn’t really go to med school?) Regardless, today being Superbowl Sunday…what a day to show off some of your talents in the kitchen for some hot, drunk men! (We can all hope!) Continue reading

Sad Single No More…?

So, I was out today doing some errands in Santa Monica. I wasn’t wearing anything special. Jeans and a shirt. My hair was messy and thrown up in a bun. But guess what loyal readers? I got proposed to!

The corner of my proposal!!

Yeah! By a bum on the street!

I had dropped my car off to have some work done, and was walking back to pick it up when the magical moment happened. The light turned green, so I crossed the street. And then as I turned the corner up the next street, He saw me from his spot on the street as I walked by and uttered these romantic words, “I want to marry you.”

So, I bid you adieu fair readers, as me and the bum run off to Vegas to get hitched, as I want to marry him, too! Continue reading

Walk of Shame 101: From the Sheets to the Streets

You’ve been there. You know you have. And whether it’s shame or (more often than not) pride you feel as you slip out that door…you have to get home somehow, don’t you? Class, take notes, cause we’re in session! Continue reading