Live Blogging...

It is Saturday 9:37pm and I am drafting a demand letter for a client at The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf on LaCienega Blvd. across the street from the Beverly Center in Beverly Hills.

Obviously it is unusal for me to be in such a place on such a prime outing night however circumstances (a hair appt) required that I kill some time before meeting up with my peeps for a night out lite on the town-I'm still getting over a cold of course.

But the reason I decided to live blog, all the while earning my retained fees, is because about 10 minutes ago a couple walked in, and I am now bearing witness to the WORST 1st date/meeting that has ever taken place in the history of the world.

These two met online, apparently her main picutre is all oily skinned looking, and she looks pale and white. Apprently in real life she is far more beautiful then her pictures lead on, also she looks spanish, or exotic in real life, what with her dark skin (she is not dark, she is a white girl). I know these things because the guy she is meeting is incredibly loud, and an ASSHOLE. In the first 3 minutes of them walking in I heard him commenting/complaining about how far he has driven to meet this girl-apparently over an hour. And her initial reaction was less then enthused, which made him feel like she was disappointed and that he wasn't her type which made him sad because she is his type, and he has driven far to see her, and does she think he is fat? No really? Tell me honestly-do you think i'm fat, b/c you know how you don't always know what you look like until someone else tells you honestly, so honestly would you say i'm fat/chubby/out of shape for a guy? I mean i'm not running or exercising as much as I used to b/c you know i'm in law school and i'm busy, but like I was thinner, and i'm losing weight, do you think I would be more your type if I lost more weight? She mumbles three words. Then he launches off about why he went to law school-b/c all the lawyers he used to get his daughter back weren't really helpful-so really you think i'm overweight and you're not attracted to me.....

This goes on, and on, and on. More about him. More about his insecurity re: weight, more, more, more. I just want to rescue her. I don't know her. Probably wouldn't even like her if i knew her personally, but seriously this date/meeting is painful!!

9:52-he brought a change of clothes they are in the car, does she want him to change, b/c he can. What was your last relationship like?

9:54 And now they are leaving, and she looks at me plaintiffly. Maybe I would like her in real life. I smile a knowing, yet empathetic smile. That was brutal hopefully she is finding a way to wrap it up and not going with him to the next location. Poor woman.

Gosh, I wish they didn't leave. Now I have to go back to working.

Anyway so my Month O' Travel is not going to happen. My sister volunteered to go with me. And then the next morning after thinking about it she recalled that she is buying a house, trying to pay off bills, and need not embark on a month of frivolous spending. As she ticked off all the obligations she needs to pay, I recalled that I have the same bills to pay and need to save/slow down just as much. So the Month O' Travel is dead. Instead I think I'll blow some money taking my sister on a surprise local get-a-way.

9:59-This really clean 6-series BMW drop top on exaggerated rims pulls into the parking lot with two black dudes, one of whom is wearing sunglasses atop his head (why?). They exit the vehicle and walk towards an old Honda Civic two door with these two waiting non black chicks. Both of whom exit the vehicle to allow the dudes into the back seat. WTH?? If we're going to sit in a car, in a parking lot, I'm sitting in the BMW, not the Honda! Also, seriously, what are they doing? Blowjobs? Drug deal? double date? So many questions.

10:09-black guy with dumb sunglasses comes into coffee bean, apparently to make a phone call and/or purchase a beverage.

10:11-Sunglasses attempts to get into my line of sight under guise of toying with phone, waiting on drink. I ignore knowing that he purchased nothing, and is an idiot.

10:13-Sunglasses buys a hot chocolate-just say you're gay.

Ok so the timeline gets screwed up here, b/c my ex-bf Jovon shows up to say hello to me and introduce me to his new artist that he is managing Bluu.

Just before Jov shows up, the other black guy gets out of the Honda with an envelope, and he and one of the girls go into the trunk for something. The Jov appears in my line of vision and I almost don't recognize him because he is so skinny. Bastard. We chat, he states that I am lovely etc. I don't say that this is the first time i've seen him since May, and so don't start with me about how you miss me, care for me, i smell good etc, bull-ish. But he reads between the lines, b/c he knows me well and makes his guilty face. He also tells me that he finally put his free-loading perpetual child roommate/son out of his apartment yesterday. Huh, ain't that sumthin.

So anyhow I say all this to offer an explanation about how my live blogging went to ish. Then right after he left, the girls started to call about what the plan of action is for tonight.

10:35-I'm off to Sanaea's to meet up for some late dinner and drinks.

Ciao!