So I think I’m going to write a book someday called Things I Think About In The Shower. I come up with the best ideas while showering. This is one of them (concerning a situation I was having with “boy troubles”):
I can’t hang out with him again. It obviously didn’t work out the first time so why would I think it would work out a second time? I’m not even interested in dating him, just fooling around with him, and that’s not the kind of relationship I want. In fact, that’s not the kind of relationship I have ever wanted. I want to be with a guy that is funny and gets my jokes. That’s really it. I want someone to be the Jim Halpert to my Pam Beesly, the Will Arnett to my Amy Poehler, the Leslie Knope to my Ben Wyatt (yes, I do think of myself as more of a Ben). I don’t want to be in a relationship with someone that I have to “grow to like” or someone that I can’t be comfortable with. I want to be able to laugh with someone and get them to laugh and actually converse with them over things that I enjoy instead of trying to like something that they like that I know I will never like or fully understand. I’m young. I don’t need to settle for someone right now. In fact, I don’t need to settle for someone at all. It won’t be me “settling” if I actually like you and want to be with you. It should be an easy decision. So I’m not going to hang out with him this weekend. Even if I don’t find a guy that I want to be with right now, I don’t need to. I’ve been doing fine on my own for a while and I don’t need a man to make me happy. I just need my wit and sense of humor. Oh, and Chinese food. Yeah, Chinese food.