According to the Jitters

No wonder I don't date.

I have a sort of blind date tonight, with a friend of a friend. Via text, dude seems pretty awesome. So all day today I'm having constant anxiety and sort of just want to hurl.

If I do, I guarantee a great blog entry tomorrow.

According to Vampire Vikings

I just told a guy I'm being set up with that one of the only reasons I watch True Blood is for Eric.

According to Gay/Straight Confusion

So, I love Adam Lambert. This isn't really a dirty little secret or anything, I mean I have a picture of him on my MacBook desktop, and 2 of his songs are in my iTunes top 100. But what, you may ask, does Adam Lambert have to do with me being single?

I thin the dude is sexy. And he's gay. See also: Glee's Jonanthan Groff; Neil Patrick Harris, etc.

This bad luck extends into my personal life. I have no gaydar. None. In fact, if I like a dude, chances of him being gay actually increase. A few months ago, I was chatting up a guy who I have mutual friends with and whom I thought was cute. We chatted on and off, but he never seemed too keen to agree to do anything with me. Finally one day I mentioned a friend of mine with the same name as his who I said would be perfect except he liked boys. To this the gent replied, "add me to that list." and I was like "ohhhhhhhh."

Maybe a week after this happened I was at a fancy schmancy event where I met cute guy who was so well groomed and well dressed that I made the foolish assumption that he was gay. We talked awhile, he mentioned he designed women's clothing and shoes I said "we should get married. It would be perfect, we could both see other men."

"Yea, except I'm straight."

Only to me could this happen. Further evidence of my need to never speak to any men.

According to My Boss 2

"Self respect and pride."


and thus the blog is back.