Oh Craigslist

Being that its cold and I am alone, I persue Craigslist from time to time, er, everyday to see just what lies beyond the confining walls of work. After all, if I am going out on the town, I like to see what the single guy population is up to.

HOL-Y-SHIT. Ok, first thing that stikes me is the unreal requests these average dudes have for their lady. Be hot, but not whorish. Be thin, like to cook, has money for Daddy, laughs at their jokes, cleans their filth. Sorry boys, the girl you are looking for is available at any major retailer for like $15 and you can get her and all her friends who wont talk back. You know, girls with voices are often times referrred to as their 'crazy bitch' experience. Whatever. You just couldn't handle the intelligence.

Also, its either I Heart Relationship pushovers who just want someone for their motherly issues, or a I Heart Pussy kind of guy that may give you the undie itches or at least the awareness that you are replacable and kind of a skank for being with Captain Freedom Pants.

The nerds, the dorks, the weirdos who I like, who can spell marginally close to their age-level, who like fiesty women, who are respectable and perhaps not seeking internet girlfriends are hiding. I hope its on a sick-ass bike that leads to their own apartment where they do normal and not-normal things and don't bug the shit out of me...

Staying single......