Who Shot Ya? (The Introduction)

Have you ever took a look at your love life and wondered, “How did I end up here???”

Well, of course you have. We all have. The only difference is:

Some of us ask because we are madly in love after finally finding “the one,” and we are still pinching ourselves and wondering how we got so lucky. (Aren’t you jealous? We just got matching shirts!)


Some of us ask because we’re stuck in the relationship from hell and we’re having a re-occurring fantasy about running our partners over with our car (God, if only we could make it look like an accident!)


Some of us ask because we are single and not getting any younger and the last time we were touched was in that crowded elevator and we aren’t even really sure whose hand that was, anyway (and sadly, that doesn’t really bother us).


Well no matter what your reason for asking, I think we all have something in common here: Cupid is partly to blame. With this blog, I plan to chronicle the good, the bad and the ugly after-effects of Cupid’s aim. I am not an expert but rather a concerned citizen, if you will. I think Cupid needs some serious help and that’s where you all come in. Think of this as an "intervention." I have already documented my own testimony in “Cupid’s Bitch: A Romantic Memoir” which is in stores now (**SHAMELESS PLUG ALERT***), but I still need YOUR help in bringing Cupid to justice. I'll be bringing you different issues and you can help me by sharing what you have experienced or heard about Cupid’s involvement in it. It is my hope that with enough evidence and witnesses who are willing to testify, we can finally get to the bottom of whatever it is affecting the aim of this naked little man-child causing all of this ruckus.

Are you with me???

Ok then, let’s begin. (stay tuned for my next entry)