The 20-Something's Chronicles of an LA Life

Sneak a peek into the life of a single, 20-something female who is not in the entertainment industry and who does not have fake breasts. Yes, we do exist. What you are about to read is based on fact and is not for the weak of stomach. You have been warned.

Monday, October 02, 2006

Roomie on the Barbie

I have solved all single women’s woes.

I rule.

Bow to me.

Ok, you don’t have to bow, but, listen up.

We always complain that it’s so incredibly difficult to meet awesome men – particularly in LA LA Land. Well, ladies, I have found the answer. We will never be shortchanged on wonderful men again. Let me tell you a story……

After giving the roommate the boot, I of course, need to find a new one. Late last week I put an ad on Craigslist to see what the world churned out at me. I structured the ad in such a way that I was very specific as to what I’m looking for in a male roommate (I generally only live with dudes – two girls would be estrogen overload in my house): fun, respectful, non-constant-drug user, dog lover, witty, active, employed, etc. After sending the ad into cyberspace, I started to realize that the specifics I placed in the ad are eerily close to what my desires are for a man (except I left out attractive because that’s just snobby and I could care less about that in a roommate).

The usual list of suspects began to pop up and then I received a diamond in the rough – 30 year-old, construction management professional, fresh from Australia. Hmmmmmm. I

called him to set up a time for him to see the house – the second he answered the phone I knew I was in trouble. It’s those damn accents!! Well, it’s just a voice, I thought. There are plenty of super unattractive radio personalities with great voices. Uh huh – yup.

I was solid in that belief until I answered the door. HELLO. Tall, dark hair, bright blue eyes, dammit. We ended up hanging out and chatting for about four hours. At the end of the evening I broke it to him (we shall call him Oz) that I didn’t think the roommate thing was going to work. At first he looked stunned and confused. Then the light went on and he smiled. “In that case, I guess I have to take you to dinner this week so this meeting wasn’t in vain.” Smart boy we have from down under.

I then came into the office this morning to receive another email from a potential roommate – 28-year-old Malibu native, new lawyer who surfs. It doesn’t suck to be me.
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o, ladies, this is the answer. When you feel that all quality men have fallen off the face of the earth, just put an ad for a “roommate” online! They literally begin to bang down your door. Yes, a little deceptive but, hey, kudos for creativity, yes?

And as an added bonus today, I have the quote of the year: “Men are like fine wine; It's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you would like to have dinner with.” Ahh yes, ladies.