<H4>I Hate Dating.</h4>

I've said it before. I hate dating.

Maybe hate is too strong a word. I'm angry right now but I can see reason. I generally dislike dating. You meet, you open yourself up, you're hopeful, and you never see him again. Or you meet, you're not impressed, you make the best of it, you hope you never see him again, and he won't let it go.

There are a lot of fish in the sea. Most of the fish are lousy fish. A small percentage of the fish are eligible, ready, willing, and waiting. Of those, you hope you run into at least one. And you hope that fish is attractive... and that there's chemisty. There are a lot of factors that have to fall into place. Statistically, you're bound to meet a lot of the lousy fish before a good one comes along. But it only takes one good one (who's eligible, available, interested, around, and attractive), right?

I met a guy last week. It went great. I liked him. It's over. Can I just say something? Of course. It's my blog.

Do not ask for someone's phone number if you do not plan on using it.


Oh and can I just say something else? Yes. You did end up in my blog. Because you didn't call me.