The Great Divide
It is with medium sadness that I inform you of my once again single status. Non-Troll Doll has gone back to the kingdom of trolls. Sure I’m sad, but at long last I can don my retro polka-dot heels again. Oh, how I’ve missed those babies.
NTD is a fantastic guy, but we had one huge problem: he wanted the freedom to date me as well as other women. Um, hell no! I’ve been there and done that. Here’s the thing… I am in my thirties, not my twenties, which, for me, means I’m not as willing to play the dating game anymore. There’s just no way I’m going to put myself into a situation that will undoubtedly cause me a great amount of anxiety and stress.
Towards the end of our very short, two-month relationship, I found myself more interested in hanging out with my BFF RLO than Non-Troll Doll. Internet read closely: this in no way means I’m going to be dating RLO. I read your comments and emails; I know your thoughts on the subject. He’s hot I get it, but RLO is dating Jesus. And while I can’t compete with Jesus, I bet I could drink him under the table. Twice.










