June 5. That’s when I cancel my Match subscription. Twelve more days.
The only reason I’m keeping my nose above water is my friends. My friends are pretty great.
He added, “We are all rooting SO HARD for you.” And I know they are.
Dan NJ wrote: Since it’s been at least a month since I said so- can I remind you of the Avogadro’s number of awesome particles that make up, and emanate from, you? These particular elements represent a periodic table of Amy’s awesomeness, and are subdivided into categories such as brilliance, loveliness, kick-assedness, nice-assedness, and noble gases. (The last one is pure speculation on my part…)
And a little faerie (possibly named Megalu) writes pro-me statements on the sticky notes on my desk every time she comes over, which I find later and stick to my computer monitor.
And all these words of encouragement serve to remind me that, no matter what happens in my love life, I most definitely have love in my life. Thank you, friends, and I love you all.
**********
Three years ago, I cheered you up with some stellar knock-knock jokes.
Some people love my teaching stories; others enjoy the tragically delicious dating stuff. But there are those who just really revel in the fact that I’m, to quote a friend, “bad at lawnmowers”, e.g. this post from two years ago.
You know how Google’s informal motto is “Don’t be evil”. I wish that sentiment could be codified into all companies’ bylaws. Alas, as I mentioned a year ago, insurance companies are nothing but dens of thieves.
What you may have missed on Fat CrossFitter: Who gets to define my fatness, and my two cents on the problem with progress.
Happy Retrobruxist Friday, y’all.