Searching

I hate searching for men. It takes so much effort, and One has to put up with so much inanity. I keep trying to figure out what it is about them that I love. It's not necessarily describable.

I should stop kvetching, because I'll eventually have to train one. But dang it. It's. So. Much. Work.

I will say this: fellas, you could get alot more attention if you clean yourselves up and play the "strong, silent" type. I know I'd swoon. Well, okay, I wouldn't swoon. But I'd definitely growl.