DAY ELEVEN

The Universe has really forgotten about me. The stars are not aligning -- no handsome Prince -- no Lotto -- oh -- is it bad luck to wish for money?

Have you ever heard the expression -- you have to kiss a lot of toads -- before you meet your handsome Prince? Bogs and marshes aside -- where are they? I wouldn't have the stomach to kiss anyone -- butt ugly -- would you?

So, here I am, watching: Because she said so tonight -- I love sucky chic flicks. I think they make these chick flicks to get us ladies through the loney hours that tick on the clock -- to raise up our glasses and cheer -- independence -- strength --
believe in yourself -- don't sell yourself short!

I am definitely saving for a vacation -- for -- next year! I would love to take one nice trip somewhere wonderful every year. Now, that would be so cool.

A cruise is definitely a possibility -- but to where -- when -- a bigger question is -- how? Saving store coupons is just not going to cut it.

If only the Universe could flow me some funds -- pennies from heaven -- just lots of them. Oh no -- did I bad luck myself -- again!

Gotta go -- watch my chick flick -- and dream -- dream in technicolor -- about my future trip -- my future true love.

No followers yet -- that figures! Maybe the Friends Connect is not working -- I would just love to see 1 person on that tomorrow. Could that be you?

DAY TEN

Today, after a long day at work -- looking around on the subway train one of my thoughts were -- where are all the cute older men? Have they all retired down South?

I truly belive that there are just way more -- single women -- then men -- especially in the mature age bracket. I have no statistical proof of this of course -- too lazy to look it up, but does it really matter? I live in Toronto -- the eye candy is far and few between. Or, maybe it's because most of us are half asleep on the subway train?

One of my projects -- well, just about everything is a pet project -- is to check out the number of mature females versus males on a Cruise to the Bahamas for example. My guess is that even though its rated a singles cruise -- you will meet way more single women than men. Otherwise, why do these cruises need gentlemen escorts that dance with you in the clubs etc? No, not the type who want sex silly!

Now, one possibility on a singles cruise is to run into a Canadian vacationer. Maybe even someone who lives quite close. Now to me -- if the person seems worth it -- then -- you can continue seeing that person after the cruise -- well, that would be a good catch with some promise now wouldn't it. If only I would win a cruise -- lookout here comes DATEGIRL. Ok, so I'm a dreamer -- that's good isn't it?

My face that has the cut on it from the TTC bus accident with the car -- is slowly healing. Wow -- can hardly wait to be totally beautiful again. I'm not vain -- I just like to look nice.

It just dawned on me that I will just have to -- save some money -- a little here -- a little there. I would have to make a daily list of what to give up -- less coffees at the coffee shop etc. Urrrr.... to have to give up some creature comforts -- now that will be very hard.

Maybe, I should tack up a picture of -- some hunk -- and a picture of a cruise ship on my fridge. When I go to be a little frivolous -- look at the pictures and imagine myself on the trip -- then put the money I saved from not spending it -- in a trip account.

I'm a good shopper when it comes to points. In fact, I am sure I'm the Optimum Account Points queen. Air miles I like collecting them too. Dam -- you have to spend money -- to make money. I can see my cruise ship leaving the dock -- hey -- it's leaving without me -- now that's not fair. Come back -- come back. Oh, there will be lots more where that one came from.

Ok, now tonight -- just close your beautiful DATEGIRL eyes -- and -- as your drifting off to sleep -- just imagine your wonderful vacation -- oh he is so sweet!

Dream Dategirl, dream!

DAY NINE

Tonight I was thinking how maybe my horoscope sign Cancer might have me in the wrong position in the Universe for Love. Maybe I am going to meet my true love when Jupiter or Pluto or Uranus move positions. You see I know nothing about horoscopes so maybe I have a chance that the Universe will take care of me when the time is right. That the Universe has all the answers, I just have to be patient.

Yes, you guessed it -- I am still nursing -- the red cut on my -- pretty face. Not so pretty!!!!

They say if you don't care -- when you stop looking -- like -- don't try so hard -- then true love will come!

Right now I don't want to look -- because -- of how I look? Everyone says I look ok that I am healing up nicely. Dam TTC bus -- stupid brakes -- evil BMW -- why me?

Ok, so stop feeling sorry for yourself. Maybe this weekend I will win the Lotto -- then I can travel to exotic places -- meet lots of new people.

I would love to see a Kangaroo in Australia -- or a Camel in Egypt -- or a Lion in Africa -- oh just go to the zoo -- that's not exactly what I had in mind.

Other places would be -- Las Vegas again -- or Cuba -- oh Hawaii would be wonderful! Guess what DATEGIRL -- you need some hard cold cash!!!!

My dream cruise -- are you ready -- is the Alaskan cruise -- in nice weather of course. Polar Bears -- before there extinct. That`s sad really -- so I better hurry -- before all the ice has melted in the Artic! Still need the money -- honey!

To my handsome Prince -- come out -- come out -- wherever you are.

Goodnite to all of you in the Blogishere -- sweet dreams!

DAY EIGHT

The nasty cut on my pretty face is still sore and red. It has totally ruined any chance of romance. After all would you date the Bride from Chucky aka scar face?

I had my head down and was avoiding public places except I met a great girlfriend at lunch -- and -- we had a good time. She just had a birthday so I got her a little something. We grew up together! Lunch with her is alway s treat.

Most of my girl friends are not man-hunting. This is a problem as I want to go dancing.

Ok, now it's time for you to give me ideas or tips re dating. So feel to comment in the comment box.

Hmmmmm still no followers -- prove to me that the system is working -- just hit the friends connect button.

Calling all excentric millionaires -- or even make it a billionare -- how about supporting my DATEGIRL PROJECT.

Time for another drink -- hick-up!

DAY SEVEN

I was thinking today to myself -- what if the project fails? No dates -- no real possibilities? Then I recalled how I've always pretty much had a boyfriend -- partners -- for better or worse -- most of my adult life. I have learned so many lessons -- what I want -- and what I don't want -- in a partner. So, I think I'm good and the Project -- has potential.

My facial cut -- from the TTC bus accident -- has ruined my love life for a few weeks -- if anyone in the blogisphere even cares. The red mark from the cut -- looks like I ran a red crayon across my face. I feel like the Bride of Chucky. Not funny!!!

For all of you gals or guys looking for your true love -- I empathize completely with you. It's hard feeling lonely -- ya, you miss hugging someone -- all -- that goes with having a relationship. But, the upswing is -- your independently single --you have the potential to meet Mr. or Mrs. Right. After all, your not going behind anyone's back.

My biggest disappointment -- is my fear that -- no-one is reading this dating blog of mine. As I said before -- Amy Smith with her cooking blog -- became rich and famous -- and -- only her Mom read it at first. So, where are all my friends -- my followers?

I think that this week I'm going to have a breakthrough -- not sure what is going to happen. You know that gut feeling -- hope its my Lotto ticket -- cruise -- here I come! Or, maybe some excentric millionaire will go to the bottom of my blog and toast me with a million dollars -- wouldn't that be crazy and wonderful -- no strings attached though.

None of the people I know are even crazy enough to toast me with a coffee. I heard that Amy Smith -- made some cool cash off her blog that way -- not me though -- no coffee toasts so far. Gosh -- I hope the Universe it listening!

DAY SIX

Imagine -- still dateless in Toronto. Big deal -- it's meeting a quality person that counts. I have loved and lost -- but -- so have so many others. Being single isn't all bad. Time to reflect -- learn from the past -- and move forward. No snoring -- that's always a big plus!

So far no friends on friend connect -- maybe something is wrong with the program? Or, maybe no one gives a rats ass!

I wonder this week -- should I skulk around a bookstore to see if there is any eye-candy? Well, I would but -- I have that awful cut on my face right now -- from the TTC bus accident. This has really put a damper on my dating life. Not that I have one right now anyway. Feeling like scar face is not helping!

One of those dam dating places left me a voice mail. You know the ones -- Lunch Dates -- ya okay but -- this is what I found out. You pay a ton of money -- your analysed like a specimen from a science project -- for a zillion hours -- then when they get you a date -- no photo!!!!! A blind date after paying out a fortune for a special dating package. No can do!!!! I just totally refuse. Losers!!!!!!

I just wish I would win a Lotto -- a few thousand -- that's all. I could take my cruise -- have fun -- and meet new people. Face to face -- that's the best way to meet.

Maybe someone will feel sorry for me this week -- you know -- the poor beat up lady. I should make up a story that I was in a bar brawl -- defending someone's honour. Forget it -- the TTC accident is the truth -- hopefully -- I won't get an ambulance bill.

The doctor in emergency was sweet -- but probably married. The policeman was -- not cute --and probably not married -- there was no attraction there -- let me tell you! Always my luck.

Ok, so will I watch -- Because I said so -- or You've Got Mail? Now you know I am feeling sorry for myself. How many sucky movies can one watch in a weekend?

Somewhere I heard -- and I hope its not VooDoo or Black Magic -- that if you make a list -- and then set it on fire -- the Universe will send you your true love. Okay, so where the hell are my matches?

Right now my heart is -- on fire -- rescue me please! Ok, Universe did you hear that?

DAY FIVE

Today TGIF -- should have been a great day.

Horribly -- on my way into work -- I found myself -- flying through the air -- at record speed. The TTC bus driver had to brake suddenly to avoid hitting a car.

An eye witness at the front of the bus claimed that the bus driver was cut off - the police officer just said -- rules are rules -- that the bus had to be following too close -- does that make sense?

So here's me -- bleeding from the face -- laying flat out on the floor -- amongst a bunch of upset strangers. Were any cute guys there to rescue me? Well, of course not -- that only happens in the movies --don't ya know.

I finally got up in my dazed state to find a co-worker from my building had fallen over backwards. I held her hand and reassured her she would be fine. She needed a neck brace, a back board and then an ambulance.

Anyway the morning was just -- too full of drama -- the accident -- the bad cut --right across my pretty face. I was shocked to see it (the cut) when I went to the bathroom. I went running out to the doctor. He reassured me it would heal and probably not leave a scar.

I look like someone attacked me with a knife -- you get the picture -- scarface. What's that got to do with my love life -- everything -- right now I feel like Freddy Crugger's girlfriend.

Tonight I will be chilling out -- putting stawberry and blueberry frozen bags --on this nasty cut.

What will I be doing all weekend? Well, pull out the kleenex. I plan to watch a really sucky chick flick - to heal my wounded face and heart.

Tonight as it comes to an end -- Star light -- star bright -- the first star I see tonight -- I wish I may, I wish I might -- have the wish -- I wish tonight.