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Hello friend,

I realize the stupidity of what I’m about to say and I am trying to shift my focus to a positive gear… but I am genuinely crushed that my long-awaited date with a cute Frenchman got canned (by him) a couple hours before we were set to meet up. Once my hair was done and legs were shaved.

Btw- I knew the leg shave was a risky move. Every single damn time I’ve shaved my legs before an anticipated date- shenanigans emerge and not the good kind. Can someone remind me leg shaving is to be done if we make it to a second date and only then?!

Anyhoo. Yesterday had the makings of a perfect day- hair appointment, hot afternoon planned with a French guy and my debut at a well-established Montreal comedy club that night. And as soon as I got out of the salon, feeling gooooood… bam! He bails. And sends a sad face emoji.

And it took me a few to realize that my eyes were watering a bit as I looked at my phone. And then my inner Cher from Moonstruck had to yell “Snap out if it!” to myself… “You’ve got a big gig tonight!” ( okay- that second bit wasn’t from Mooonstruck but you get my point). My set turned out great, I met some genuine and cool folks at the club… I’m just so frustrated with myself that I’m a bit upset that he never matetalized and the date was a bust.

I’m a grown woman! Moderately successful!! I do a lot of cool shit!! But… I’m human with these dumb feelings.

Yes, I’ll go forth and cull from it what I can for a set.

Perhaps finding love is as hard as paying off my credit card debit. Hmm… there’s a joke there…

Xo.

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