[RegulatorCountry]

As she told me, sitting at a restaurant in the fashionable Dupont Circle neighborhood of the nation's capital, "I'm trying to get to a point where I accept that marriage may never happen for me."

There's her problem, right there. She must be on birth control, her gaydar's jammed.

[oblomov]

Heh heh. I worked on Capitol Hill over twenty years ago. It was widely referred to as “Bouffant Circle” in those less-PC days. There were some excellent independent bookstores there, however.