My cat ate my blog. Honest.

Geez. It's almost been a month since my last post. When did I get so lazy? Er, um, I mean, busy?

Actually I have a good reason for not blogging, and that reason is...well, the fact is that...ok really I just...don't think my life is all that interesting these days. I have been making bad decision after bad decision after bad decision. And then I feel lonely. And then that wears off, but I try not to remember what that feeling felt like, so I don't want to put it into words.

The ordeal with 8 has had me in a strange state. In a way, I felt like he was my last hope for a good, loving relationship. He was different. Wiser, older, more respectful. Welp. So much for that shit. He ended up in a storage box in the basement like the others. And now I feel like I don't want another box. I don't want to go through the stress of opening myself up, getting hurt, and mending all over again. It is just not worth the hassle. My therapist says I tend to go for emotionally unavailable men because my father was emotionally unavailable. Yuck. So, I give up. I give up on men, and I give up on women. Either gender is going to produce the same result.

I have to leave all this counting behind me, and continue to really be single for a long, long time. Ah, the single life. I am all too familiar with that tune, but maybe that is what I am destined to hum.