So it has been hot out. Very very hot. It's pretty horrible, especially living in a 3rd floor apartment with no central air.
This unbearable heat caused me to cancel a "social outing" (get-together, date, call it what you want) on Monday. I know this makes me a huge baby. But I was grumpy, lying on my couch in my underwear with my fan 2 inches from me. There was NO WAY I was getting dressed.
I told a guy at work about it and this was his response, "You've gotta be kidding me! You're never going to get married."
Ummm.. thanks man.
Let me just add that to the ever-growing list of things that I am worried about. Going to get a flat at Placid, going to have nutrition issues on the run, Musselman transition is going to be outta control this weekend, never going to get married. Awesome.
I guess I'd better set the rest of my shit aside because I GOTTA FIND ME A HUSBAND!
There are several questions that I just don't want to be asked anymore.
First and foremost, I currently hate being asked why I can't change a flat on my Zipps. The next time someone asks me this I'm going to throw a Zipp at their head. I'm sure my hatred of this question will fade with time.
The number 2 most hated question is: why are you single? Hmm maybe if I knew why, I wouldn't be single. Because apparently, I'm a freak for being single. I'm not allowed to be picky? I should just GET MARRIED ALREADY! Let's face it, I am not very girly, I don't have a tiny dog, I don't go to "the club" and I can probably kick most boys' butts in athletic endeavors (excluding triathletes). This does not bode well for me. So perhaps I should set my sights on single male triathletes? Good call. There are 2 in existence.
And rounding out the top 3 is: why are you a vegetarian? Now this question I only hate in certain context. If you ask me and you are merely curious, I don't mind. But if you aggressively ask me this like I am some kind of hippie freak, I will get defensive and tell you to shove it.
So I guess I should go to the pound and start adopting cats now.
(If you can't note the sarcasm dripping from this post...)