California Dreaming

Less then one week hence, I shall be bathing in the California sun. Hum. This time of year, it is more likely that I shall be showering in the California rain. (Or does it really never rain in California.)
All around me people give me advice on what to see and what to do. Eating cookie dough chipped ice cream being the most novel and surprising tip. What I know for ertain is that I will meet Flippr, the best friend imaginable. I can barely wait.

Escape and attract male attention: how not to do it.

Being a girl with big breast is not fun, being a girl who likes to wear short skirts is also not fun, being a plain and insecure girl is definately not fun. You get noticed by the wrong sort of me- or worse women ( no offence to gay people but I'm possitively straight no doubt about it) - and never learn how to deal with them. Must I just make fun of them, subtly hinting I'm not interested or run and run far?
I don't know.

Being a plain girl, having had no serious relationship before and being in love with someone you haven't seen in 4 months is not fun. The one man I love is I-don't-know-where and probably not thinking of me.
In the bussiness of getting and getting rid of men I fail time and time again.