Dating in LA is the pits. The “good ones” are always looking over their shoulder for something better, hoping to trade up, unwilling to commit, following their dreams, focusing on work (insert other excuses here). The ones who do want to be in a relationship are often lovely but…well, chemistry is chemistry, you know? It’s a two-way-street, needle-in-a-haystack proposition, and there are so many stars that have to align that I’m getting to the point where I’m surprised anybody manages to find love in this shadow town.
Occasional whining notwithstanding, I’m thrilled with my life. I know how incredibly lucky I am to do what I do, go where I go, experience what I experience. It would simply be that much more awesome to have somebody who I find amazing, who finds me amazing, too, to share it with.
Mr. Jolie, where are you?