Let's all pretend that last blog just didn't happen. Let's remember that I was terribly ill and doped up on nyquil. Let us never again speak of said last blog.
Who wants to go running with me? Or at least encourage me to start running. My current bodily state is utterly unacceptable. Maybe I should eat somthing other than otter pops and s'mores muffins. Would that change things? Had some asparagus yesterday, that was step forward.
Does anyone out there know anyone completely charming and who would be irresistably attracted to me? Who isn't creepy and wouldn't ask me on double dates even when he has a girlfriend? Who wouldn't call up a girl he's stalked but never met and ask her on a date, and then linger after a gathering they have both attended? Wait. I don't like strangers calling me, so if anyone knows someone I would like but he called me before I ever knew him, I would immediately dismiss him as said action is creepy. Guess it's up to me to fine one then. That's discouraging.
Let's take a poll: Who thinks I should be less discriminating of boys?
Yes, it has occurred to me that my reader count is exactly 0, so I really am talking to no one. To an electronic void. I kind of like that though. I almost even hope it stays that way. As Kathleen says, goodnight, dear void.