You guys are sooooo open on this site. It's kind of intoxicating.

Sorta makes me feel like you internet people aren't just funny numbers inside my lil lappy impersonating shapes that look like people. If you guys keep it up I might put my guard down.

Ok, I'll let something out.

There's this Jenny. She's like a drug, no better, no worse. She's my dopamine.

She's funny, and cute, and we talk everyday, and we've dated, so this isn't that story, but I think I have a problem.

I haven't left my house for social activity since...well since I impersonated Bob, and that company party thing was kind of a flop. Lots of nice pork chops to eat but mostly it was people who gave going out up a long time ago and somehow forgot why for a night. I escaped before I had to dance with the lady in the tight bell bottoms..., but that's another story.

About this Jenny, but before I digress, I have gone out lately, just not often enough. Mardi Gras was too cold and the energy was way too low. That's right I saw no boobies, it's was a sad time...so back to digressing.

She's great and I always have her, and so I have this excuse for failing (there's always jenny...), and I've been doing terribly at meeting other people.

Oh there's Erika, who's cute and has a million friends, and there's Colleen who I met a bar and mostly likes me because of my hair (which by the way is kinda lame), but my problem hasn't been missing a lady lately, not really. I don't think.

Jenny's a really good friend. She was a shitty girl friend, broke my heart on valentines day even called me up this valentines day to rub it in, ok she must have forgotten or just didn't remember, but she's always there. I guess that means a lot to an over aged bachelor. Even if she is 3000 miles away in the other red state...