Miserable schmiserable

By now you've probably seen that stupid story floating out there about how Cleveland is a miserable city.

(And if you haven't, I'm not even going to dignify it by linking to it or acknowledging its source.)

And while I rarely ever write about non-dating/love life/boy issues on my blog (since the rest of my life is actually relatively normal and probably not all that entertaining to read about), I just HAD to address it here.

Cleveland is not a miserable city.

I'm not even going to further elaborate on that. If you've never been here and don't believe me, come visit. I'll even put together an itinerary of things for you to do while you're here. And if you do live here and agree with that article... well, then maybe you need me to put together an itinerary of your own. Because there's PLENTY of cool stuff here to be proud of.

Now if my love life were deemed "most miserable," that might be a different story... ;)