Yeah, so anyway...

[melcreada]

I am a total dork/idiot/masochist because:

- I cannot color my own hair for shit (lots of gray hairs still poking through...and the color is such a lovely one: blue-black).
- We went clubbing downtown last night and I turned down an offer to dance (it's not like I get a lot of guys asking me to boogie).
- I am reading (oh, the shame!) He's Just Not That Into You and, according to the authors, no guy I have ever dated, loved, or lived with has really been into me. Thus, I spent Friday night wrapped in my comforter, crying because of my wasted romantic life.

Aw, geez. This is embarrassing. I'm gonna go do...something else.

As a side note, I really liked going downtown, with all the trees along the Riverwalk lit up for Christmas and posada candles lining the actual walkway. The clubs were nice, too: one swanky and one very rowdy/fun.

Comments

[lunacels.livejournal.com]

Don't feel bad, sweetie. I'm reading it too and I'm right there with you. ^^;

[joseishijin.livejournal.com]

What is UP with that? At first I was even kind of agreeing to some of the stuff. It sounds antiquated, but men do seem to prefer to do the chasing in most situations, yadda, yadda, yadda-in-our-biological-history-cakes. Yes, okay. But WTF?! If my man doesn't spend every other minute worshipping me, he doesn't love me? Eh?!

*grumbles*