Tuesday, August 01, 2006

My So Called Love Life


So, this is my type. Over here to the left. Muss up the hair a little bit more, fade the shirt and the jeans, and remove thumbs from that horrid "senior picture" photo shoot stance and add some ancient chuck T's and that's pretty much it.

I never actually date that type. That type never asks me out. Assholes.

In the last couple of weeks I have gone out or am going out or am going to go out with an actor/social worker, law student who wears suits, and a real estate agent. All of whom, if they ever read this, will probably stop calling me.

I like to define my men by what they do. I know it's wrong, but if you knew me, you'd know how funny it is that I'm dating(ish) these people. Their jobs are so not me. Shit, MY job is so not me. So anyway, top all that with the continuation of the extraction process from the ex systems administrator and you can see the mess I have made. I'm back to juggling, something I tried only once before and failed miserably at. I don't know how men do it. It's never going to work. I'm going to call somebody the wrong name or tell a story too many times or something. And then it'll all fall apart. And you all will sit back and laugh. Assholes.

6 keep(s) me blogging:

Jen said...

Apparently what you need is clown school, or a community college course on juggling. I'm sure that learning how to throw tiny bean bags in a deft manner will translate perfectly to your situation with the butcher, the baker, and the candlestick maker.

Amy said...

Look at it this way, if these men can look past your flirting than they can't be all that wrong for you.

Laura said...

According to that photo, your type is a slacker, girly man with the maturity level of a 17-year-old. Vis-a-vis your type is gay. Good luck with that.

Niall said...

Why does he have no face?

thethinker said...

If only I could see that guy's face...

Kevin said...

I kinda like that you know what you want. I, personally, have no patience for the suit-wearing, bluetooth cell-phone ear piece wearing, hob knobbing, name-dropping kinda people. I had some neighbors who were like that. I had a co-worker who was like that. There's nothing wrong with t-shirts and jeans. Casual and relaxed is a good thing.