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In February, when I did my early-bird registration, it seemed like I had plenty of time to seduce a new online BFF to hang out with me in New York in August. Some hilariously witty female blogger who has struggled with weight and badly juggled her career and family for years. Maybe we would drink wine in her hotel room and talk about everyone else at the conference, mercilessly making fun of their frizzy hair and ugly shoes. If we drank enough wine, I might talk her into walking to Times Square with me at 2AM to buy a $12.00 pack of cigarettes and make her split one with me. Then she would make me throw the rest of the pack away. I’d be shocked at the thought and instead I’d give them to a bum who swears he loves Virginia Slims. We would text each other all through the conference sessions feigning boredom and then confessing later that really we were mesmerized by the presenters.
It was going to be fabulous!
Well, it’s now mid-July and I haven’t seduced anyone at all.
People — the conference is THREE WEEKS away! Still time to chicken out. Can I sell my ticket? Should I just take the loss?
What the hell was I thinking??
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JustLinda
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