Bleh

Walking around with this calf strain sucks. I hate it. I want it to end. Having to walk around to all of my classes doesn't help it heal, either. I guess I'll just have to rest it this weekend. I have plenty of reading to do, and plenty of rugby to watch, so it'll be a good time.

This Monday is St. Valentine's Day. It will the be first in six years that I am single. This is certainly a new feeling. Maybe I'll turn into one of the cynical people who deplores this holiday. They get all cranky and rain on everyone else's parade. Perhaps I'll just embrace the fact that I am single. I certainly don't have to be with someone.

My older brothers suggested that I go on a lot of dates. The idea of dating multiple people seems kinda weird to me. I don't know that I could do that. Not to mention, that's a lot of work, and it's not like I have a ton of time. I need someone who knows what they want. Someone who is down-to-Earth; fun to be around. Intelligence is also important. That might be kinda shallow, but let's be real here.

There is real emphasis on the "fun" part. I'm kinda boring. I can't be with someone who is also boring. That is way toooo much boring. I'd go insane. This person has to be strong-willed, so much so that she'll drag me out to do fun things that I wouldn't normally do.

I will continue my quest for such a person. I'll let you know how it goes.