Match.not.

Dating is such a weird thing. I've been trying the whole match.com thing. I thought that it would be a good way to meet guys and have some fun dates. "Hey! All the cool kids are doing it,"I thought. All these dates do are make me realize that: 1. Just because I think they can write a good e-mail and hold a conversation on the phone does not mean I want to date them. 2. I'm picky.

I judged so many of my friends after they said that they went on many first dates and no real second dates. I thought that they weren't giving these guys a real chance. They were judging these guys too quickly. Here's the thing, if you meet someone and you feel nothing, absolutely nothing for a guy-- why keep up a charade?

I've learned a lot about myself in the process. I know that I need someone who can keep up with me, someone who feeds off the energy of other people, someone who is silly and someone who can make me laugh and not in the uncomfortable "har-de-har-har" way.

I'm back!

Well, I took a break from blogging. It has almost been a year and now I'm ready to come back. Lately, I've had so many thoughts, stories, ideas that I've wanted to come back and share. So, here I am and here's my update.

In June, I moved to DC into an apartment the size of a shoebox in a very trendy part of town. I gave up things like a yard, a bedroom and a parking space for restaurants all around, friends within walking distances, coffee shops, more of a social life and a great job opportunity. It's a great new adventure.

I love that when it's a nice afternoon, I just have to walk around the corner and I can sit outside in a restaurant and meet my friends as well as have neighbors stop by for a chat. I don't have to drive home; I just have to walk a few blocks home.

I'm settled. I'm happy. I've missed you.