I really feel like I’m moving somewhere.
In truth, I know exactly where I’m moving. I don’t know if I
told you this before, but do you know precisely WHERE I’m going to be setting
up camp? Honestly, it’s quite funny (and I swear something like this could only
happen to me). I’M GOING TO BE LIVING IN A ONE BEDROOM APARTMENT ON
THE SAME BLOCK AS THE CHURCH I WAS MARRIED IN!
And get a load of this: the balcony overlooks the church!
For the record, Steve-O, my soon-to-be-ex-brother-in-law,
and his so-called screenwriter friends think this is a “great touch” for “The
New Bachelor: The Movie.” Me, I don’t care about any kind of stinking movie.
Seriously. You know what the truth is? I’m sick of being “The New Bachelor”!
There’s a life BEYOND being married guy or separated guy or divorced guy… AND
I’M GOING TO FIND IT.
P.S. Thank God my friend Lisa is a graphic designer. Not
only does she have a stellar eye (I’ve seen her portfolio) but she’s downright
silly over the notion of helping me coordinate the look of what she calls my
“bachelor pad.” She thinks this is all very exciting. So do I!
