Its me

Maybe its being stuck alone in my apartment to much

Maybe its because all my "dates" are with my gay best friend

Maybe its because I have some odd goal meeting life lull.

Whatever the reason I am suddenly very sick of being single. My normal contentment with being a celibate monk has rapidly changed to brooding.

After watching Marley & Me and bawling at the thought of my dogs dying and leaving me completely alone in the world. I decided it would be a good idea to stalk my last promising date on facebook. Of course the whole page was posts about the "new girlfriend." I wasn't really that interested but still that's not the point.

WTF?

When the hell is it my turn? Where is my perfect first date? Where is my person that comes in and is smitten with my many flaws? Has age truly turned me too suspicious and independent to even have anyone interested?

Pout.