Can’t Get A Date: Step 1…

Admitting That I Need Help

Okay I need help… professional help. I don’t know anything about meeting men. In the past I have been fortunate to have friends that have fixed me up. And well we can’t forget my childish on set antics. But I’m an adult now, with a normal 9-5 and making out with the crew is just not an option (I have to work with these people everyday… FOREVER). And now the people I hang out with are well they just don’t seem to have many single friends, or they are just into trying to set people up. I need a man with references. I can’t go to the bar and meet someone. Okay so Joel was the exception to that rule, but I did put him o 3 months probation… but normally homey don’t play that. So what am I to do to meet a good guy? First I’m super shallow (I know me of all people are judging others looks LOL) and then I’m a bit of an Ice Princess, its takes me a long time to warm up to people. Even if I really like you, I might not let you sit next to me for like a week. Oh and yeah I’m a tad antisocial. I don’t want to chitchat in a store. I want to do or get what I need to get and then get the hell out. So yes I’m not very open to new people, and the thought of joining one of those online dating sites scare me… but then again what doesn’t? I could be nicer to the men at the bar, but I really only go out to support my friends not pick up strangers… I need help. Professional help. Someone once told me I should join a class of some sort as a good way to meet men. It couldn’t be any worse than letting Mrs. Stallworth set me up with a Mason member? Baby steps… next week I’ll try being nicer and more talkative to the drunk, ugly guys at the bar. Now remember I said I’ll TRY, no promises though…

The Him Book…

Boy: One
Where We Met: Pumpkin Fest… you lit my hair on fire with your cigarette
Why We Wouldn’t Work: Every other time I visit you I think you’re hot, but I don’t know where you are going

Boy: Two
Where We Met: SMS. I thought you were gay for the longest time.
Why We Wouldn’t Work: Been there done that

Boy:Three
Where We Met: SMS. I would stare at that scar you have on your head all through math class.
Why We Wouldn’t Work: I have no clue where you are, but if you’re still hot look me up

Boy: Four
Where We Met: STA. Two drama geeks.
Why We Wouldn’t Work: That would make my mother too happy

Boy: Five
Where We Met: Pumpkin Fest. I thought you were someone else.
Why We Wouldn’t Work: Where should I begin? First I love you dearly, but boi you can work my last nerve… and plus you slept with my friend (DEAL BREAKER)

Boy: Six
Where We Met: Long Sands. Its log… log… its big its heavy its wood.
Why We Wouldn’t Work: You slept with my friend (DEAL BREAKER)


Boy: Seven
Where We Met: STA. I always thought you were cute, but I never had a reason to talk to you.
Why We Wouldn’t Work: I wouldn’t know how to keep you from running away

Boy: Eight
Where We Met: LWDG. I totally thought you were 30 even thought you so didn’t look it.
Why We Wouldn’t Work: I have the strangest feeling that is the master plan so I must fight it with all my might

Boy: Nine
Where We Met: the Bailey’s House. I wanted to be you, because you were a beautiful looking man.
Why We Wouldn’t Work: You’re crazy… and yeah you slept with ummm two or three of my friends (DEAL BREAKER)

Boy: Ten
Where We Met: Brickhouse. I had no clue who you were, but you made me smile anyway.
Why We Wouldn’t Work: You don’t want me