Saboteur

In trying to socialize, I joined one of those we-will-find-you-nerds-to-date websites.

Most of the men on there are winners (sarcasm). However, I have met a couple of interesting people.

By doing so, I met a gentleman that seemed like just what the doctor ordered. He likes coffee, eating, culture, creative outlets, outdoors, indoors, the full gamut. To say the least, he struck my fancy just fine.

In the throws of emotion, I let on that I might fancy him. MISTAKE! You would think by now, at 32, I would know that you never tell him you like him. It should remain a mystery and a secret.

Positively, as soon as our sorted affair began, it also ended.

I have the uncanny ability to insult people without knowing it and also chase them off when I desire them most. Men who like me, I can not stand. Men who I like, can't stand me.

I need no enemies when I have myself.

I feel sick.