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Bomb Number Four @ Friday, Mar. 12, 2004 I am above average. At least for the Internet. Meeting my fourth eHarmony date has proven that. Sweet, funny...completely white bread and unattractive to this girl who lusts after Alan Rickman & Elvis Costello. See? I'm not asking for a Tom Cruise but could I get at lesat one match that I'm actually atracted to? Or a guy who drinks at least? That's two in a row who don't drink. And this rejection thing. They all wanna see me again. And why not? Like I said, I'm above average. He even told me he found me very attractive. So I'm twenty-nine, above average and still ridiculously single. What the fuck? I'm bitter about that. Very bitter. Anyway, and I'm too nice to say, "No, sorry, I don't think I can see you again. I'm feeling the click thing but no spark." I agreed to see him again. And I got a parking ticket. What really happens if you don't pay a parking ticket? Meh.
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