Back to the cradle I go...
Well gurls, Diana is back to robbing the cradle. I know I have been complaining about how difficult it is to find eligible bachelors in their thirties so last night I went on a date with a twenty-something...on the low end of the twenty something chart I might add and had the best date in years.
So what if he lives with a girl from his corporate training program, who cares that he can remember keg parties like they were yesterday, Pish-posh that he looked at my apartment and said, "i wish I could have a place like this someday..." It still was a great date and diana will be taking another spin with him in her invisible jet this weekend.
Did I mention he loves dogs?
So the morale of this blog is for me to get over my justice league rules and date based on the person and not the age at this point of my life.
Thats all for now....
Forever crime fighting,
Diana Prince
posted by diana prince @ 9:42 AM
2 comments
2 Comments:
As a former, baby dater myself, I can definately say there are some perks. For one, they'll give you a blow job anywhere. I remember one of the best blow jobs I've ever gotten was in the hallway of my building while leaning on the door of my apartment while my roommate was in the living room watching The Golden Girls. It made me feel so dirty, young and glamorous. Ride the wave baby. Forget the fact that they are concerned with what you made on your SAT's and enjoy the fact that they can crack walnuts with their hot, young, firm ass.
Lavurn
Just for the record, Diana, I WAS NOT the roommate watching Golden Girls.
Pravda!
Shirlee
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