Quotation, plus Drugs

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"By heaven, I do love, and it hath taught me to rhyme, and to be melancholy."

Love's Labour Lost, IV.III.332

My problem: boring is worse than bad. I consistently fall for guys whose intentions are not kind, but also not boring. In my dating life, I'm a sad girl with a lot of fun stories. At least I have melancholy to remember them by. Still working on the rhyming.

And you know what? I have a kind heart and perhaps naive intentions, but manage to not bore myself. I'd love to meet a guy like that.

Also, I love Lortab.

Comments

. . . . . . . . . said…
Oh, Rebecca. I'm sorry. You are such an amazing person. I hate that your sad. You're in my prayers. Love you.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Jenn-n-n said…
Becca,

We truly are cut from the same cloth Sister!

Or how about if you don't fall for the bad guy with wrong intentions; you fall for the guy who represents all that is good and decent, but he's not "available" to you.

*sigh*

Let's go drink...
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Technodoll said…
he he! was that really you speaking, or the drugs! :-D

On a good note, I have proof that there are exciting GOOD guys out there, it's like fat-free chocolate ice-cream that rocks your world!

Never give up hope. Just the pain meds, haha!
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Rebecca Foster said…
Sarah: well you know I am normally happy-go-lucky, but in dating, I am sad. It just seems to not work for me. But thank you. You too. :)

Jenn: EXACTLY.Oh, great idea.

Techno: soooo the drugs talking. I broke my own rule of never blogging about my dating life. But, it is worth it to hear your assurance. I will not give up then. Call me Mulder, I want to believe!

And I have not even taken drugs yet tonight, just so I could post this. :)
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Jenn-n-n said…
Becca,

I'm sad in my dating life too. I think when we get to where we are in life, the men available to us are damaged. Damaged by their ex-wives and their Mommies.

I'm very discouraged by the men I've encountered in my experiences.

So, I'm right there with you on the sad thing.

PS: Have a great trip!!
Friday, April 25, 2008
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