Back into the convent I go.

I don't think I'm cut out for dating girls.

And clearly boys don't want to be with me. I mean, plenty want to sleep with me. I had yet another offer this evening from a new coworker. Seriously. He insinuated he wanted to see me naked. Thankfully I was able to tell him in no uncertain terms that A) it's NOT going to happen and B) he's gotta have more going for him than a 15-year-old daughter, no college degree and only working at a grocery store with no more life ambition. Harsh? Probably. I'm a snob and I know it. Hey, it's my life.

I guess I need to look into adopting some cats, hunching my back, and yelling at the kids on my lawn.