So, I keep posting after midnight. Last night, I changed the date and time, but tonight I am just too lazy.

I am romantically frustrated just now. Apparently, Hugh Grant has a greater impact on me than I thought. I got to thinking about how beautiful and charming Hugh seemed and from there I began to think of all the beautiful and charming men NOT in my life, making me acutely aware of my chronic singleness.

Sometimes, guys totally suck.

It's probably something to do with me, suppose. Something I'm not doing or something I am doing, I'm not sure, but 'twould seem I do poorly at attracting the opposite sex. Granted, there aren't many of the opposite sex around TO attract, so that makes me feel a bit better about my poor, lonely, and chronically single state.

Part of me realizes, of course, that being with someone doesn't mean I'll be fulfilled. It could very well be that the guy will annoy the heck out of me. Another part of me, though, just wants to be cherished. To feel special. To be treated like a lady, like a woman...

Alas, there is no one, thus back to the faux man-hating.

Sometimes, guys totally suck.