Hot Stud called last night, apologized for not calling me Thursday when we were supposed to get together... (I was sorta relieved he didn't call - hated to be the one to always cancel.) Said he had a horrific day. Wants to reschedule for sometime next week. Gotten the hair done, maybe I'll be inspired to get girl-i-fied for him?

I have tix to a movie screening Tues night. Supposed to go with someone else and catch dinner/drinks. Haven't formed an opinion on him yet - hence no nickname. Imagine - me walking away from a date without forming any sort of impression. (Hence I didn't blog about it...)

The VIP party for the event I'm working on is growing to be even more of a male minefield of exes, dates, and prospects by the week. One guy is a film-maker and volunteered to take candid shots during the weekend. There's a little bit of flirting going on. Then there's another guy who is a real commercial photographer that is doing work in trade for attending the event and getting introduced to some folks he's been dying to meet. And then, Hot Stud will be there too. (Not to mention a couple of other guys I've dated that have resorted to friend status...) I have a feeling there will be an interesting post after the event recapping things...

It's damn cold outside. Debating if I want to go out to the gym or hibernate. It's actually warmer in Montana than it is here. (And of course, I've packed away my flannel jammies and sheets already...)