“I’m Not Jaded, I’m Selfish”

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Ugggghhhhhh – the result if my inability to say, “No thanks,you hoping-to-get-lucky-unable-to-commit-bag-of-dirt. Keep steppin’.” – date tomorrow night. I’m tired of it already. I’m lazy and anti social. I don’t WANT to meet new people. I don’t CARE what his story is. I HATE making idle conversation to fill the space and having to be entertaining. I want to do what I want to do, when I want to do it. I’d rather hang with my kids and dogs. I want to sit home eating Peanut Butter Pandemonium ice cream & drinking wine in my jammies. I’d rather eat slugs than sit through two hours pretending I give two shits about this guy’s life…just to find out two years into things that A) He’s an alcoholic, B) He’s a serial player, C) He’s a control freak, or D) He never liked kids anyway. I’m over it. I’m going to be the crazy dog lady (if I’m not already). Back in a bit, I’m going to cancel (AGAIN – I tried to cancel once already today and I got the, “Let’s take this slow and see where it goes.” As if I’ve never heard THAT ONE before. I know exactly where it goes – and he’s not going!).

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