And now, here comes the elephant (Republican joke, anyone?) in the room. My ex-boyfriend, Jack McCain. I don’t really get into the breakup on the show, but I did write about it here. Suffice it to say: I loved him very much. I was crushed when we broke up. And now, a year later, he is engaged to someone else. So, there’s that. Maybe someday I’ll write about it from the perspective I have now, but let’s put it this way: it was one more heartbreak to add to the very large pile of rubble that surrounds my heart. Not to be over-dramatic or anything. I seem -- seemed (past tense, I hope) -- to collect heartbreaks. Or maybe that’s just what we all do as we go through life.
Enough of that. On to happier subjects, like my roommate JP. JP is short for Julia Price (yes, yes, we’re both Julias. Casa de J Squared is what I nicknamed our place). JP is both my best friend and my little sister (she’s 26). Sweet and smart and always so cheerful, she’s an incredibly talented singer/songwriter (check out her site here: JuliaPriceMusic.com). As she and I were both coming off of breakups when we moved to LA together, we became each other’s protector and confidante. I don’t know what I would have done without her this past year.
Now, my date: “Craigslist Justin.” To be fair, there are a few things that may explain my -- how shall I put it? -- somewhat boorish behavior. When I was trying to find a place to live in LA, I called up a few landlords for apartments I found on Craigslist. Justin was one of them. We hit it off on the phone, had a fantastic conversation, and determined that both of us were 30 and single. Then he asked me out. That was fine. But when he proceeded to contact me (and JP) constantly for the next three weeks, it was too much. That said, I also know that sometimes I can be too much (and really, isn’t “too much” sometimes NICE?), so I wanted to give it a shot in person.