Man...

I'm up.

I went to bed at 2:30 AM and woke up at 7:30 AM. Why? Why, I ask?

My date is today and I don't want to go. I'm just afraid that he'll be some loser like all the rest. There are many reasons to believe this since every date I've been on in the last two years has been disappointing. Ugh. Here's how I see it going down; he's repellent. I have to eat lunch and make awkward conversation. Then I come home and eat donuts.

And for some reason I keep doing this! Because I want love, companionship, sex, blah, blah, blah...

Sigh...