Wavin' Hard

I had thought about writing about a program I watched tonight. I know...I watched TV. Odd in and of itself. But Rachel is gone until Saturday. Her social life rocks. And frankly I am tired, feelin yucky and so anxious for Friday.

It was that show about 11 different women and their experiences with Online dating. I have to say, I connected with a few of them. Especially, Amy. The girl needs to walk away from that Dave guy, though. What a joke. He is the epitomy of the stereotypical single guy. He actually compared his women to several different containers of trail mix. I quote... "Each kind of mix represents each one of the women I date. None of them are good enough on their own but, together, they make a meal." He then listed which kind of mix represented which women. He couldn't remember the name of the girl that was Cranberries. I say... Dump the guy Amy. Run as fast as you can. He isn't worth your time. Looks, mean nothing, when the guy is nothing but a sun harded shell over what is just another patty in the field.

Oh wait...I wasn't going to write about it. Right...So then I am off to bed.

Sweet dreams..