Monday, October 27, 2008
I Can Find the Tarnished Lining in Any Story
I'm starting to think I may have a horrible personality. While I experienced another dateless weekend, the World's Heaviest Man tied the knot. I mean, I'm happy for him and everything, but if he can find a wife, shouldn't I at least be able to find a date? And please don't tell me I have to "make an effort" or "leave the house" to find love. That always backfires. It's a path that leads to awkward dinner conversations and acute self-consciousness. I just want to sit on my couch and have a parade of dynamic, beautiful individuals vie for my affection. Is that too much to ask?