robotrogue

Thanks for the positive comments people. You're the reason I stay here.

So I went on another date. It went ok. We talked about music, movies, and of course, ex's. That part was ok.

*THEN* she lays into me on MSN the next day calling me an insensitive prick, and I called her fat, and that I was a douchebag.

Here's the kicker... I never called her fat. I was nothing but a gentleman the whole time. I haven't the slightest idea where she got that from.

So, I think I've gotten to the point this year where I'm just gonna turn my attention to me again. On the plus-side, my confidence level is about 500% greater than it was 5 years ago. This is good. I'm happy in my own skin. I'm happy with myself. I'm happy with my life. Am I sad that I'm single? No, not really. Sure, I miss having a companion, and the lovely things that come along with it. But do I need to actively find someone to fill that role? Nope.

I'm just gonna chill out, focus on my hobbies, cherish my existing friendships, and be more outgoing than I have been before.

Oh, I also think I look fantastic in this picture. (Yep, kept the beard)


GPOYW by Robot Rogue, on Flickr