Confessions of a whiner

I've noticed my blogs have progressively moved past witty into down right suicidal. My apologies. I feel like I'm on the cusp of breaking free of singledom, can't explain why. And yes, I fully admit said single state is self imposed. I'm impossibly picky. But I think the reason for that is just an excuse to revel in my me time.

A friend pointed out the obvious when I complained about my boredom

a.) I have a good, fun job.
b.) My friends are fabulous
c.) I'm hot

OK he might not have said the last one, but isn't that always implied?

So, I have a trip to Ireland coming up with the fam which means 2 things. That I will be packing a flask and two weeks of forced soul searching. I'm fine with both.

As for dating? Not too much going on worth mentioning but it's a long weekend, which means many possibilities. Have the MMP coming up and many many bbq's. mmmmmmmm meat. Now I just have to get through the next 2 days.

Happy Labor Day. Let's get weird.