i gotta do this

so i'm gonna break the cycle and post because i've been saving up some good shit for this mofo. i decided to just post what i feel like posting (within reason) because it's no fun when i censor myself in hopes of shielding some of the audience that i don't want to know what i'm REALLY thinking.

i've been doing online dating. it sucks. luckily i only signed up for a month because i wasn't too sure about it. i was right. you gotta be that person who loves to be online all the time, which clearly i'm not. i would be posting on this blog if i was. anyway, i've been talking to one of the guys pretty regularly and we're gonna meet this week. i've also been chatting with a few others and they're just not panning out so i now have to politely cut them off and that annoys the shit out of me. if i end up meeting 1 great guy, it will have all been worth it. but ugh. this is preposterous.

OH, you wanna know what else is pre-pos? my fucking sofa. that hell of shit needs to get its damn ass to my house already. i told sarah today that i haven't been able to lay around since august. how is that even possible? goddammityoueffingsofa. get to the gate!

i'm taking real estate classes. this one lady minister was there last week. here's why she's decided to get her real estate license; it's a calling from god that she help grow the lord's kingdom through real estate sales. um. who has time for this?

i never did the month of drunk like i was planning. i'm older. i'm tired. i hate my life. it's impossible to settle in and enjoy a good fall microbrew when you're so pissed with the state of affairs.

i LOVE baseball in the fall. let's go angels. and a-rod. i love a-rod.

john sent me a link today. it's a link that really spoke to me. please take some time to read it. but don't come post crazy comments about your crazy views here. i have my views. you have yours. let's just keep them to ourselves. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sam-harris/there-is-no-god-and-you-_b_8459.html

what else. i miss college AND high school for once. the gilmore girls just had a kids dance recital and they were doing like, all of the showchoir songs we did in high school. it was very depressing because i cannot remember any of our dances. how much does life suck.