At the age of 32, I once again find myself single. This time, I am health-challenged, living with my parents, and the only real male I can rely on is my cat. In the past, this might have been pointed directly to spinsterhood, but in the year 2010, I am the dating queen, serial dating my way around the suburbs.
To quote the long forgotten Jody Watley, "I'm looking for a new love, baby!" And this time, I hope he sticks around for good.
Join me on the wild rollercoaster ride of my dating ups and downs! Trust me, this will be fun for both of us.
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