MEETING HIM WENT LIKE THIS:
It was one of those cheezy ones, yet sincere. I'm only 5'1" so I had to spot him out first. Nerves kicked in. I stepped on his foot, I think, rambled about nothingness and did the unthinkable--ate at Mc'Dee's alone. Radio City Hall was next. Sat through 2 hours of Wheel of Fortune taping. The only fun part was knowing my friend helps in making it all happen and then gazing at the logistical production. Fascinating.

SHOPPING WENT LIKE THIS:
Chelsea. I felt right at home there. I hop on the "F" and spend a solid 3 hours in Loehmann's. I walk out with shoes and handbags and a guilty conscious knowing a very sweet man is waiting for me and instantly will offer to carry my bags. Village shopping is tempting. I want it all. His presence keeps my hands very still. After a quick 20 minute rest at the hotel, we both hop on the train and make our way back to the Village. I spared him my own sense of guilt, so all I bought on this round, were some earrings. But check thee shoes out! I had to get these Michael Kors Oxfords.

NYC. Dirty, yes. People are generally nicer. Social and nightlife is unparalleled. Maybach's and socialites. I almost feel that I fit in.
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