it's happened. i've finally gone totally weho. all i can think about is how much i want a dog.
it should be mentioned that in my 40 + years of living i have never had a dog before. my mom has had dogs. many of her boyfriends had dogs. and they were ALWAYS around when i was growing up. so i'm used to dogs. but i've never been responsible for one before.
but now suddenly i MUST have a dog. i blame it on my environment. EVERYONE in west hollywood has a dog. this city is a giant dog park with margaritas.
and finding a dog is a lot like internet dating...i guess. i went online to find a dog that would be a good fit for me. the one i seem drawn to is a hurricane katrina survivor. i figured that since i'm a tsunami survivor, that perhaps we'll have that trauma in common, if nothing else.
i'll keep you posted. i'm going to attempt a face to face with him this weekend. kind of like a coffee date.
oh, and to change the subject.
for loyal readers of my "column", i ran into peter paige today. in the hallway outside my office. first thing in the a.m. quite by accident. he came up to me and said hello. this leads me to believe he recognized me as his hot in hollywood internet stalker. it's possible though that he didn't recognize me at all. he may have been meaning to say, "Hello. can you tell me where the men's room is?" but i kind of cut him off at "hello."
i was my usual ass self.
which to loyal readers will come as no surprise.