The good news is that this morning I realized once again how many good looking, single, successful men there are in this city.
The bad news is, I have no idea how I am going to meet any of them.
I went to Starbucks this morning and saw a gorgeous, GORGEOUS! guy, tall, dark hair, light eyes, getting out of a Porsche with a parking sticker from one of the studios on it, at 6:15, which means he was headed to work. That is a good way to start off the day for me.
Then, further down the street, Anthony Kiedis passed me in a Mercedes. I mean, DAMN! that’s a good morning.