On a serious note aside from my dating debacles....what do you do when a loved one has a drinking problem?...tough love? extreme measures? uber support? It is hard to have watched one family drink themselves to death over a year ago and to watch another family member do it is heartbreaking. When does the child have to become the parent? I thought this part of life wasn't supposed to come for at least another 30 years. I'm going through so many emotions: anger, sorrow, fear, betrayal, angst, and more descriptors that I could list on and on. I feel like I can write about this but yet ashamed to tell my friends who I know I should be able to lean on at this point in my life. I guess what this is is just a plea to the universe to guide me and give me strength for this situation.

Date/Meeting #1: Robby. 23 years old (younger than what I usually like to date but claimed to act in his late 20's), and played AAA baseball for the Padres (this last part is what really sold me). I meet up with him for a beer. That should've been my first warning. I arrived and he was already blitzed. However, he was pretty nice and behaved himself and we had a good chit chat. Things seemed to go pretty well (it wasn't an obvious disaster) and he asked me if we wanted to hang out this weekend. Sure, why not? So Thursday I sent him a text message to say hi (side note: text messaging has totally revolutionized if not DESTROYED the art of dating) and he said that he was at work until 9 but could he call me later? Sure, why not? Well...no phone call. I wasn't surprised by this. Anything that boys do doesn't seem to surprise me anymore these days. Friday comes and passes and I go to bed. At 3am he calls. I reject that phone call because no one calls at 3am unless it's an emergency (and we totally were not at that level yet) which means that it only meant one thing: booty call. Not interested buddy. I send him a text later saying "so you're going to be that guy that only texts me at 3am?" to which he replied "only on special days" to which I couldn't even fathom a response and left it at that. Needless to say, I deleted him from myspace (not like he would recognize that one of his 500 friends that were ALL girls) was missing. However, I'm not totally giving up on match.com yet. I still have a couple of more weeks to see what is out there and I've already made a couple of connections. Next step is to meet them in person and go from there. Stay tuned for my next date!

EHarmony...those commercials have been haunting me for awhile now out here in Vegas. I've tried the match.com thing a couple of times, unsucessfully of course. Oh the horror stories. Here's the cliff note from the one date I went on about a year ago from a "match": I really wanted to go see the Bodies Exhibit at the Tropicana so we went and that apparently got this guy in the mood because he wanted to try and makeout with me right then and there...not exactly my idea of romantic. So here I am again being encouraged to try Match.com again or EHarmony. I figured I would give EHarmony a chance since Match didn't work out so well for me last time. After answering the ridiculous questionnaire and receiving a "report" detailing what people could potentially like and dislike about me (f-that yo!), I was able to see my potential matches. However, what they fail to tell you is that you don't get to see their pictures unless you PAY for the service! I'm sorry if this sounds messed up but if I am not physically attracted to a person, then I most likely don't want to try and start a communication with them online. What if I paid for the subscription and saw the pictures and wasn't attracted to ANYBODY!? What a waste of money that would be, right? This directly lead me back to match where I re-vamped my profile and pictures and released it to the wild for free just to see what was out there. There was one that contacted me and I was interested (and he had a picture that I could SEE thank goodness!) and now here I am....$30.00 and I'm subscribed for a month. I'm sure there will be plenty of more interesting horror date stories to come because I plan on speed dating for a month to get my money's worth!

I was dreading going into the chocolate shop today. I had a great day at the pajama job earlier but was becoming pissier by the moment thinking about stupid boys and how slow it was going to be tonight since there is a double-header for Monday night football. However, my attitude slightly changed after a shot of espresso and 2 notes: 1 stating that I sold the most "units" for the holiday weekend and that I got a $20 gift card to Starbucks and that I also met individual goal 9 times for the month of August (which was more than anyone else) and in return I get a $50 gas card! Score! That totally makes up for getting my shifts cut last week due to lack of store sales....kind of.