Dumped, Indeed

Since an appropriate amount of time has passed since Bailey's beautiful post about her grandfather, I think it is time for me to make my comeback. My comeback, that is, as the angry man hater of the two of us. I don't really hate men--in fact, I love them, which is kind of the problem. I like some men so much that I am completely unaware of the fact that they are actually really shitty. I love having to chase after guys that are completely unavailable and total assholes. I know I'm not alone in this, either; I think this is the biggest problem some girls have. We like the chase, and we really like a challenge, because if we finally conquer it we feel really accomplished. Most of us will never do this, but that is what keeps us coming back for more, because if it was something that easy to accomplish, then what's the point? The worst part for me is that I am completely aware of it. I stuck around in a relationship that was so clearly dysfunctional from pretty early on. I loved it though because he was stubborn, aloof, and elusive, which made all the times he made a lot of effort on me that much more special. One time he came all the way to my apartment (2.5 miles away) to pick me up and egg a car that had parked me in. It was the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me (apparently I have the same standards for romance as a 12 year old girl) So here is what I've decided: starting in 2011 I am no longer settling. I'm 21 years old and there is absolutely no reason for me to be settling yet. Even Liz Lemon refused to settle for the british Wesley Snipes, and look where that led her: Matt Damon, doorman to the sky.

Say no to man babies and mediocrity, ladies.