I think I need a matchmaker.

I'm not looking forward to going back either.

I jsut saw the craziest interview on Today. The authors of a book called The List were on, talking about how you should be able to tell if a man will marry you after 30 days. It was The Rules crazy, it was.

I have consumed oatmeal. So far, so good. I may even venture out this afternoon.

I just need coffee, but once I have it, maybe that other stuff will seem more important.

I think I need a life coach.

someone who helps you realize what you want to do, encourages you to make decisions, motivates you...

Right now, I just want someone to encourage me to clean my place. I haven't seen the top of my desk in months

Like a trainer...for, everything. I had a guy offer to be mine once, but I think he wanted in my panties. Subtle clues, like wanting me to proofread a book that didn't exist...eek. And the forty year age difference only works for Connery, Garner, and Newman. That's it. And he wasn't that pretty. Of course, neither am I.

From the link to The List :

A man who brings you into his social circle right away probably won't end up popping the question?

Huh? How did they determine this?

Sue, clean your desk! I did a lot of cleaning over the last two days and it felt so wonderful! I feel so much more able to focus and breathe when my space is less cluttered.

I should become a life coach, mostly because they make like $400 an hour.

Thanks for the explanation, Sue.

someone to encourage me to clean my place

You can totally do it! You'll be so pleased and proud of yourself once you're done. And just imagine the interesting past-things you can find when the top of your desk can be exposed to the human eye! What will the tomorrow-you think of the decision of today-you? Wouldn't you want to make the future-you happy? Why not set yourself a few small tasks, partial, not just the huge "let's clean the whole house" one, and reward yourself after each one? And plan a really great reward for when you finish all of them? Oh, and then come and post about it, and we'll be able to enjoy it with you.

(Stuff like that? Or something more serious?)

[Edit: x-post with flea, who did it both better and with less words.]

Why? Cause then you're a bud? Because I'd be all Sally Field about that shit..."Ooh, he really likes me!" Can't believe I'm looking for logic in the flavor-of-the-minute dating book.

Oh, and last night I had a dream that there was gonna be some animated film (by Pixar or somesuch) with the main character a hairless cat!