at least i am not a giraffe

yesterday i had an interesting talk with a friend about dating and all. he was surprised that in the us, many couples come from university. (which begs the question, where do couples in the uk meet, if not at university?) afterwards, there's the bar/club scene, and generally, it's difficult to tell the snakes from the good guys there. furthermore, i am not into that so i don't think that going out just to meet someone is smart because that is not a shared interest, and therefore not a good start to the relationship. isn't it supposed to be when you're not looking that prince charming falls into your lap? so, hello, paging prince charming! grr...

i read this article the other day - the one that is linked off of the title - and the lady was talking about making yourself available. that prince charming is not going to just fall into your lap. well, there goes my plan. that the problem may not be that you can't find prince charming, it may be that he can't find you (like emily, i am addicted to the excessive use of italics). so it made me wonder just how much i am sabotaging myself. i am hestitant to meet new people, go out, or put myself forward in any respect. i would much rather stay home and watch a movie than go out to a party where i do not know anyone, or very few people. when i do first meet people, i am not very open. if it is a passing acquantance (as on a plane ride or similar), then i feel that they do not need to know details such as my life story, how many brothers and sisters i have, where i work, what i'm doing in europe, my name... hmmm, i really am a cold-hearted bitch aren't i? amazing that i have as many friends as i do. and it is certainly not conducive to a healthy love life, as i am living proof.

for example, last night. i was supposed to meet a bunch of other interns from work who get together every week. i ended up not leaving work until late, and when i arrived at the meeting place, they were all gone. and i didn't really care all that much. it would have been nice to meet other young people, but oh well. i did hear that one of them is pretty hot, so maybe i will have to go for sure next time. hmmm...

speaking of hotness, i saw the hottest guy yesterday that i've seen in a long time. well the hottest that is not my friend (that should take care of any nasty emails). i was tempted to step in front of his bike so he would run into me, but he was going pretty fast and i would probably have ended up with nothing more than a set of bruises (including my too-fragile ego) for my trouble.

warning! random subject change! my eyebrows are becoming ragged. they definitely need to be plucked. i hate plucking eyebrows, but unfotunately, mother nature gifted me with a set of very hirsute caterpillars stationed above my eyes. and my contacts are bothering me today - again - so my eyes are red. oh, what a pretty picture i am painting of myself, eh? a scary fat lady in a thong with a monobrow and bloodshot eyes. and i wonder about my love life! ha ha.