Pair. and a Spare.

Modify it.  They’ll step in line. and if they won’t.. it’s onto the next.

I’m a busy girl, y’all. and dating, as much fun as it is.. takes up time.  But I still need to study/sleep/hang with friends/run/yoga.. etc. etc. And I’d like to be a wifey one day, so fitting in a man somewhere is on my list of to dos.

The Writer is a perfect modifier to my daily routine.  He works long hours at the magazine and I study all the time. He runs, and so do I (we haven’t tried it together).  I have my life. He has his. And we find time to hang out.

Way back in the day, I would change my whole life once I got a boyfriend.  I was in all the musicals in high school (dork, yes.) and as soon as I met The Charmer (who I dated for 6 years), my life revolved around him. It sickens me to think about it now.  And I see it with my brother’s current (young ass trash) girlfriend. But he’s going to make his own mistakes.

What I’m trying to say is.. I’d much rather find a good compliment to me.. rather than my “other half”.  B/c I’m damn near whole on my own as it is.. and another half would just be a tumor. Never a good look.