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"PinterestFacebookMe again.\nStuck in New York.\n\nWe had about 80 flights cancel on us yesterday --\u00A0 and the next open seat isn&amp;#39;t until Friday. I booked it -- but I&amp;#39;ll believe it when I see it. Spending the day at LaGuardia wasn&amp;#39;t exactly peachy, but it was definitely funny. Beth didn&amp;#39;t smell quite right, and no one would come near us. Our luggage was sent to Russia or somewhere. The airline staff was hardly warm and fuzzy. The only love we got was from a little puppy named Dean (above). I&amp;#39;m not even a dog person --\u00A0 but after eight hours of stale airport air, I was delusional.\n\n12 hours and a shower later, the extra day at home worked out well. I went back to that West Village cafe (called &amp;#39;sNice). And back to wearing little-boy shorts around the apartment - with hopes that Sam will stop by.\u00A0 Oh, 54% said to text him if/when I go away.\n\nSince I&amp;#39;m starting Sundance late, I decided to stay at a little longer with Shelley and Jamie-Lynn.\u00A0 I&amp;#39;m actually on my way to Little Italy to visit her on The Soprano&amp;#39;s set now. Sidenote: Why does Michael Imperioli (aka Christopher) have to be married? I mean, so unfair.\n\nBefore I jet, I have to tell you, I serendipitously met two awesome, unique, single women today at &amp;#39;sNice.\u00A0 Before long, we bonded on everything from biracial relationships --\u00A0 to straight guys who are secretly gay -- to sexual peaks. Turns out they&amp;#39;re bloggers too. This one is excellent: Bitin&amp;#39; The Big Apple. Surprisingly, the writer knew me from this column! That always stuns me. I gave her the whole &amp;quot;I promise I&amp;#39;m cooler in real life&amp;quot; soliloquy.....\nI don&amp;#39;t know why I feel compelled to tell people that. I guess with the daily poll I worry that people think I&amp;#39;m totally dysfunctional. Even though it&amp;#39;s the same sort of things we all ask our girlfriends. I don&amp;#39;t know....I get insecure about sounding so helpless sometimes, when the real me is pretty smart and sensible.\n\nOMG -- Sam just texted me!\u00A0 &amp;quot;How&amp;#39;s Sundance?\u00A0 Comin&amp;#39; home soon?&amp;quot;\u00A0 So smiling. Sooooo smiling.\u00A0 This means 1) He doesn&amp;#39;t read the blog, and 2) He&amp;#39;s thinking of me.\u00A0 Should I tell I&amp;#39;m in the building or let him....miss me?\u00A0 Vote fast.\nClick here to vote"^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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