Monday, June 8, 2009

Sand at the Beach.

This has been on my mind for about 4 weeks. Bringing sand to the beach or not being happy with your sand. I realize that relationships in Atlanta are hard. My weekly wine night with my friends has brought up some interesting topics. There is an overflow of gays in Atlanta, and it makes it that easy to move from one relationship to the next. Too many people know each other in Atlanta and lord knows these circle of friends are something else. I'm not one to talk. I have people in my life that I have dated before and made friends, but never dated two people in the same circle. We talked about if it was OK to date someone your friends have talked to. I personally don't do that. (well there was that 1 time) I'm really am getting off the subject. I went to a pool party yesterday and realized just what Beyonce said, their ain't nothing out there. People are always searching for the next best thing. They can bring sand to the beach and still find that sand that sparkles a little more. It's all because we are way over stocked in gays. It was a nice pool party though. Is there any quality out there. Low stock= high in demand, high stock=cheap played out, no quality and easily accessible.