<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999</id><updated>2011-09-21T10:34:16.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plight of a single girl</title><subtitle type='html'>it's not easy being a short, pudgy, korean girl in the city of angels...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-5570059236879230033</id><published>2008-07-27T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:25:49.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blast from the past: tax attorney</title><summary type='text'>I went out with the tax attorney in February of this year.  After our one uncomfortable meeting, we didn't have any additional contact... until yesterday, when I got this email:From:     xxxxxxxxxx@gmail.comSubject:     Match.com subscription rateDate:     July 26, 2008 8:12:05 AM PDTTo:     xxxxxxxxx@gmail.comHi [girl on the prowl].I hope you're doing well. I was waiting for you to call since we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5570059236879230033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=5570059236879230033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/5570059236879230033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/5570059236879230033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/07/blast-from-past-tax-attorney.html' title='blast from the past: tax attorney'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-7266635815967008224</id><published>2008-07-07T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:55:54.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wannabe fob</title><summary type='text'>The only time I've ever had any fond feelings towards Starbucks (except for those emergency bathroom situations) involved an encounter with a wannabe fob.  The guy was in his early 30s and Korean.  He came to the states when he was super young (like so young he doesn't remember), and wasn't fluent in Korean.  Despite this, he kept trying to speak to me in Korean.So we agreed to meet at 8:00 at a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/7266635815967008224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=7266635815967008224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/7266635815967008224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/7266635815967008224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/07/wannabe-fob.html' title='wannabe fob'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-2727188984242191262</id><published>2008-06-30T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T09:03:57.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stats</title><summary type='text'>Apparently, many Asian-Americans aren't sticking to their own... maybe they have seen the light?An excerpt from the NY Times:According to a study using the latest Census Bureau figures, the percentage of Asian women born in the United States who marry Asian men has declined to 37 percent from 59 percent since 1994. The proportion of American-born Asian men who marry Asian women has also dropped, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/2727188984242191262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=2727188984242191262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/2727188984242191262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/2727188984242191262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/06/stats.html' title='stats'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-4941447874385406962</id><published>2008-06-24T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:32:54.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>34-year old frat boy</title><summary type='text'>So another winner that I met via the internet was a 34-year old Korean guy who worked as a district manager for a luxury car company.  He was nice enough, but there were a couple things that I couldn't get over:1. The guy was still partying like it was 1999.  We had been talking about things we like to do for fun, and he proceeded to tell me how he got completely obliterated, which normally is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4941447874385406962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=4941447874385406962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/4941447874385406962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/4941447874385406962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/06/34-year-old-frat-boy.html' title='34-year old frat boy'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-538424574248816605</id><published>2008-06-21T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:49:36.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how i got in this predicatment in the first place...</title><summary type='text'>I wasn't always alone, but I was a late bloomer.  I never had boyfriends in high school.  Oh sure, I had crushes, but I always kept a safe distance... to this day whenever I do crush on someone I'm so paranoid of being found out that unless I told you, you wouldn't even know that I knew the guy existed...But when I got to college something miraculous happened.  I started dating someone and soon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/538424574248816605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=538424574248816605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/538424574248816605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/538424574248816605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-i-got-in-this-predicatment-in-first.html' title='how i got in this predicatment in the first place...'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-4977948078236915919</id><published>2008-06-11T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:31:23.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why i'm reluctant to date non-asians</title><summary type='text'>- Yellow-fever. Asian fetish.Do you really need an explanation?- I like what I likeWhile I am attracted to men of all races, I tend to be mostly attracted to Asian guys.  I can't help it.- I'm lazyIt is honestly just easier to date someone who gets where I come from.  I do not have the gift or the patience to teach, so the idea of having to explain certain aspects of my culture just doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4977948078236915919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=4977948078236915919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/4977948078236915919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/4977948078236915919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-im-reluctant-to-date-non-asians.html' title='why i&apos;m reluctant to date non-asians'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-3717046157382725300</id><published>2008-06-04T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:54:30.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grabby guy</title><summary type='text'>So I met up with this 38-year old restaurant consultant (even after an explanation I still had no idea what he actually did) after emailing and chit-chatting on the phone for about a week.  He seemed pleasant enough, but that was probably because he was at a safe distance away...We decide to meet up at a coffee shop.  He was already there when I arrived and he stood up and stretched out his arms </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3717046157382725300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=3717046157382725300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/3717046157382725300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/3717046157382725300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/06/grabby-guy.html' title='grabby guy'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-5584463972147740942</id><published>2008-05-31T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:49:34.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no means no</title><summary type='text'>So the first person I met face-to-face from an online dating site was a socially awkward (aren't they all?) 32-year old Brazilian-Korean... before we met, I had asked for a photo because he didn't have one posted. He made some excuse about not having a recent photo, but tells me "don't worry, my friends tell me I'm cute". I know, I know -- I'm an idiot for agreeing to meet him, but I was new to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5584463972147740942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=5584463972147740942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/5584463972147740942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/5584463972147740942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-means-no.html' title='no means no'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-1132122923344741589</id><published>2008-05-20T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:57:43.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tax attorney</title><summary type='text'>Since being relatively new to LA, and with most of my friends and their friends being coupled off, my pool of date-able single men is pretty much non-existent... which is why I've turned to online dating... which, in turn, is why I've met more than my share of socially awkward guys... of course much of this is due to the fact that I limit myself to Asian Christians, so maybe I have no right to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1132122923344741589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=1132122923344741589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/1132122923344741589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/1132122923344741589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/05/tax-attorney.html' title='tax attorney'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6838831937497878999.post-387122243480379350</id><published>2008-05-20T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:03:59.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grow some balls</title><summary type='text'>So, I had been talking to this guy for a couple months and we had gone out a handful of times. I couldn't guage his level of interest, but apparently he was not repulsed since we continued to chat... we were getting along famously, then one day...stupid boy: i really like hanging out with you, but do you think we could just be friends?me: noi have enough friendsmind you, this was in the middle of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/feeds/387122243480379350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6838831937497878999&amp;postID=387122243480379350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/387122243480379350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6838831937497878999/posts/default/387122243480379350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lasingleton.blogspot.com/2008/05/grow-some-balls.html' title='grow some balls'/><author><name>girl on the prowl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10601281434590561484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TtB7MjdfOpA/SDOrs2_-9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8XTkYZEc2Mc/S220/IMG_0995_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
