Relationships are often so hard to tame. A Prada dress has never broken my heart before. No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior.

There are a few things in this world I know I will never be. Never. Without a shadow of a doubt.

1. I will never be a socks with sandals person.
2. I will never be a Hannah Montana fan.
3. I will never date a smoker.
4. I will never like the Yankees.

The last statement is the one we will focus on. Being in the crowded Big Apple, I am surrounded by people all the time. The subway is packed, the streets are packed, the restaurants are packed. And I'll be damned if I can't go five minutes without seeing someone with a Yankees hat on.

Maybe I'm bitter. I'm a Royals fan to the core. Die hard. New. Blue. Tradition. And you can bet I was at a sports bar rooting them on when they spanked the Yanks.

Yankees fans drive me nuts. It's like they are drunk all the time. I can't say I blame them. You'd have to get me on something to like the boys. But they are loud and boisterous, unrestrained, and downright bitchy. Of course, so are most New Yorkers.

It's not because they aren't good that I don't like them (hello, I'm a Royals fan after all), its their personality, it's the personalities of their fans. I don't want to be like that. So, don't worry Missouri, I will not fall in line and jump on the Jeter bandwagon.

One of the hardest things to get used to is the men in New York. They are disrespectful, hormonal, and very vocal about what they are thinking. They also have a bad habit of following you and that really creeps me out. Every time I go out there they are; shouting obscenities, telling me what they'd like to do to me, staring at me. And by no means am I trying to draw said attention. Just the other day, a guy in a pedophile white van slowed down alongside me as I walked and drove slowly along staring at me out his window until I reached the subway.

I thought someone was going to jump out and pull me in. I would have been on one of those milk cartons.





In spite of that, I think I could do this whole New York thing. I think New York suits me. Okay, it more than suits me, it fits me like a glove. Thank goodness Savannah feels the same way. With the exception of the occasional wrong subway car choice, we float perfectly about the city. Unlike COMO, there really isn't a shortage of things to do. But there is always a shortage on money. I wish I had enough to do all the things The City has to offer.

Legally Blonde: The Musical is set for Sunday. Shakespeare in the park should be coming up one day this week. I'll keep you posted. Every Monday night they show a different movie in the park and Sav and I have vowed to go whenever we can and picnic it up.

I thought I would miss Columbia more. I thought I would miss people more. But I seem to be doing alright. I just miss my dogs like crazy.

Sav and I went to Greenwich the other day. We went to the famous Magnolia Bakery from Sex and the City. The cupcakes were awesome! Greenwich is such a beautiful part of town. There are cozy bookshops, and parks where children laugh and expensive high end clothing stores like Marc Jacobs and Coach and Gucci, run by fashionable gay men. I wish I could afford to live there. Maybe after my second book makes it.