There is More to Life than Men

Or is there? I have been trying to figure out why my friends and I spend half our time complaining about the foolishness of the male species and the other half looking for one to call our own. Men (or boys as the case may be) are fascinating useful creatures. They boost ones ego, they look and smell good, they are handy dandy leg and head rests... the list goes on! But why are they so low on the ground? The age old question "Where have all the good men gone" has never been answered. Why does it seem like they are all TAKEN!? Even the ones who are just AVERAGE have been snapped up.

This is a personal wound, there is this average Joe who goes to my uni...but there is something about him I really liked. His smile was kind of... intoxicating. None of my friends could understand why I was powerfully attracted to him so I was pleased that there would be no competition. *GET IN THERE ROSES* Until his GIRLFRIEND came a-visiting all the way from HER uni. To my utter dismay, not only was average Joe in a relationship, his significant other was a stunning mix raced long legged doe eyed creature...who made me feel small and unpretty in comparison. Obviously I cut my losses and stopped looking at him in that light...however to add insult to injury my 'friends' would go 'Oooh, there goes your husband' every time Joe went by. FML!

Enough about him. I started speaking to this other guy...Afro. Now Afro is smokin'hot, BUT slightly odd. Not only is he obsessed with video games and manga and samurai swords street fighter type shit...'what the hell!?' I hear you cry. I KNOWWW, he is like a little lost boy in a grown mans body...what a WASTE! He is also still in love with his ex! I speak to this man almost every night. We get on (in spite of the fact that he is hyper sensitive and has an epileptic fit every time I call him ode). The problem is...Betty must come up in every conversation at least twice. I wish he would man up and move the fuck on. But I'm NICE so I listen and console, and comfort. *sigh* No good deed goes unpunished however, as when we kissed (yes!) it was the sweetest kiss ever... all slow and sexy and tortuous but...

WAS HE THINKING ABOUT BETTY???

Argh!

What was my original point?

Ah yes. There are no good normal men left. And Valentines day is coming up. If I'm having this problem before I'm twenty, what the fuck is going to happen come marriage time???

I'm going to invest in wool, some knitting needles and loads of cats. Say hello to the newest youngest Cat Lady alive. Yeah buddy

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