Could you sense the sarcasm in that title? Well, in case you couldn’t–it’s dripping with it.
Nothing is going on. Or if there is something going on, I certainly wasn’t invited to it. Assholes. I’m still a little bummed that my BFF left a few days ago. It was nice having someone around that just gets you. I’m also bummed that the guy I was crushin’ on in a major way never text me back. This is my life. Highs and lows. It’s also depressing that I let a guy not texting me, affect my mood. I mean, I’m 26. I’m too old to let that kind of stuff dictate my mood! Or am I? I don’t know. But I just keep telling myself, “his loss”. Deep down I know it’s true. Because I am amazing. I’m probably just too amazing for most guys. Oh well, I guess that is the cross I must bear.
As I mentioned yesterday, I’m back on the prowl over at OkCupid. Pickins’ are slim. And why must OkC continually try to match with all these whack, unattractive dudes? Why can’t I just meet someone in real life?! What has this world come to? We are this close to ending up back in a Yahoo! chat room asking for ‘a/s/l’; and that is not referring to American Sign Language.
Here was the first message I received when I made the mistake of logging back in:
hello there missy how are you? Geez can you be anymore ridiculously stunning with that cute face and short hair?! And how do you sleep with those gorgeous big eyeballs? =/
First of all ‘missy’? Reallllly? That’s how you’re going to start this whole thing off? Second, I don’t really like the word ‘cute’ when it’s being used to refer to my face. I’m a grown woman. I am not a puppy, a kitten, or a baby. Third, the “how do you sleep…big eyeballs” part was just so, so stupid. How do you think I sleep, jackass? Good lord. I was tempted to write him back and say that I take them out at night and put them in a glass jar on my dresser. Somehow, I think the humor would have been lost on him.
I know, I know. Ya’ll are probably thinking I am super judge-y about this. You’re right. But I have reason to be: as stated above, I am amazing. Plenty of gay guys and straight girls I know will back me up on this. I will not settle for jackals and their jackalery.
I really need to focus my pent up rage and energy into something productive. Time to get out those running shoes again.