A Little Side Note:

To Mr. Involved With Another Girl,

So I saw you with another girl at the bar and she was all over you, but you KNOW you were looking at me. I don't go for unavailable men (been there done that, it isn't all that great) because I hate the drama and broken hearts that go with it. But you know what, Mr. Involved, ... I don't mean to ruin your plan, but if you got a girl, try to lose her if you can.

Then we'll talk.

And as for you, B-Ball Guy, time is running out and you are running out of chances as well. I'm sorry if you didn't know, but I don't sit around and wait. My next condender - The 'Burbs Boy. Let me tell you. B-Ball Guy, why I might consider the Burbs Boy over you... first of all, he's 25, not 21; second of all, he works in Center City and lives very close to my luxurious loft; and third of all, he lives by himself, and not with 345493 roommates. Oh, and did I mention that he is also very cute? Yeah, that would be my fourth and final reason. So you see B-Ball Guy, you've got a little bit of competition coming your way and before you know it... you're left on the sidewalk in the dust. For you see, you might know how to get the ball in the basket, but I still know how to play the game better than you. And if it comes to it, Wednesday at Heaven I will execute my sweet revenge. So pick your poison.

Tic mother-effing tac, hunny ;)

-Jess