Well folks, I have a new Facebook friend.
And the conversation that prompted his request somehow pre-empted his reading of my post on the subject.
As for other news, tomorrow night’s New Year’s Eve Martini Bar Soiree is just hours away and I still don’t have anything to wear. I’ve spent the past three days scouring the East Coast for a suitably blingy (and admittedly clingy) countdown-to-midnight frock but at this point I shall have to go naked.
Or find something in my closet that I’ve already worn.
Which is almost just as bad.
What can I say? I read that online dating subscriptions jump 15-20% in the days leading up to New Years because people are so darn desperate to find someone with whom to play tonsil hockey as the clock strikes midnight. For the first time in years, I actually have someone and I couldn’t be happier (not that I anticipate much tonsil hockey, seeing as we’ll be at a party hosted by Landlord and Chauffeur), but is it too much to ask for a new dress to mark the occasion?
PS: In keeping with my attempts to stop being such a lame blogger, I have finally purchased my own domain name for this site. I’ll be making the switch from http://www.katrichterwrites.wordpress.com to http://www.fieldworkinstilettos.com next week so don’t forget to adjust your bookmarks accordingly. Alternatively, you can subscribe to get blog posts delivered straight to your inbox on a daily or weekly basis. It’s free, and it’s easy; even my dad figured out how to do it.