A few good men

Saturday July 18th 2009

I am at a point in my life where I have more or less given up on love. Trust me if you had dated half the people I have you would probably be looking forward to a future as a spinster with four cats.
Where are the good men? They're either taken, gay, or maybe just well hidden under rocks.
I'm beginning to think that it must be me. Maybe there is some truth to the blow off "it's not you, it's me" speech I have given to a few lads. Maybe the issue does lie with me. Be that as it may, one thing that's for sure is that I'm too picky. I always feel like I can do better, that my ideal man is still out there waiting to find me. Well I blame my unreal expectations on romantic novels and chick flicks. Real life does not quite work like that. I'm still holding out hope that I will meet my Mr. Right, and not have to settle for Mr. Right Now.
Real, good men, where art thou?