Had it not been for cotton eyed Joe, I’d been married long time ago.
Ok, you got me. I have no clue what cotton eyed Joe is nor can I blame him for my single hood. I do, however, have a theory that song is about the clap.

So I’m zipping around town in my new ride and feeling guilty for having an SUV. It seems the response I get from people is either “all SUVs are evil” or “gosh, it looks so safe.” You can probably guess who says what. I think it is OK as far as gas goes, so why do I feel so bad? I guess I am a hypocrite. I kept thinking maybe I should become a vegan or adopt a crack baby just to balance out my karma.

So Tuesday is my Monday and I have plenty to do. I was just looking at how much homework I have to complete so I can actually go on my trip. Good grief. So I killed some time at work this morning looking at yahoo personals. I use to try the internet personals and it was, well quite honestly, sort of sketchy. Most of the women seem to be in a relationship and looking for sex. Once you take away that group, you’re left with the ones who are psychotic. Take away both those groups and you have the semi-normal women who have one good photo (usually from high school) that they post online.


I’m no Romeo, but jeez, sometimes it feels like finding an average normal woman in this town is a task. Yes looking on the internet is pathetic and sad, but what else are you suppose to do when you are in grad school full time and work full time? It will happen when it happens. Yes ladies, guys worry about this stuff too and no, it isn’t any easier on us.