Well, I finally did it! I called it quits with Vince. After nearly 9 months of me trying to convince him of the value of marriage and my wife potential, I realized that Vince is never going to marry me. So I ended it and moved out. I'm free! Or at least that's what my friends tell me. Now comes that beautiful phase referred to as REBOUNDING.
I've created a couple of online profiles at Nora's suggestion. She says it will be a great way for me to jump back into the dating game. But I haven't actually responded to any of the emails I've gotten.
On another note, I'm loving my new apartment. It's super comfortable and right on the West Side. So I can hop on my bike and get to Venice Beach in 10 minutes. My neighbors are straight up WEIRD though. There's this one guy who knocks on my door like every 20 minutes, which is kind of annoying. And the chic who lives upstairs is this blonde, Paris Hilton-esque socialite who walks around the complex in kitten heels and a silk bathrobe. Who does that?!
