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I have fallen subject to my pre-menstrual hormones. Best I admit that first. You might think that this will actually be witty, clever, or intelligent otherwise. Sorry folks, this one will quite likely be none of the above.
I have come to realize that I am the most uninspired person I know. Easily. I was contemplating how I had managed to get myself in to this sorry state of pining yet again and I came to realize that it is simply because I am uninspired in my choice of women. I'm quite uninspired in my choice of most things but especially women.
The mythical "type" has been discussed by many. Indeed it has even been discussed between myself and my merry band of followers (my cats). I think I have the oddest type of all. My type is that person that everyone falls in love with. I'm sure you know one of them. That person that everyone can't help but really like. They will have at least 10 people pining after them at a time. So in my lack of inspiration in women, that's who I will fall in love with every time. To do myself justice though, I always give it that interesting little twist of becoming very good friends with them. Perhaps I don't give myself enough credit.
Sadly, every ounce of inspiration that I gather is due to my unrequited love for this generally lovable person. Cue adorable and simultaneously pitiful drawings of growing flowers and embracing puppies. Well, the last is really only an idea right now. But what doesn't say "I love you but you don't really care" like two embracing puppies?
While so many people have fallen in love with these people (indeed, there is a pile of broken hearts heaped around their feet), these poor souls generally wake from their reverie and find their woman inspiration. Those former feelings are nothing more than a scarce phantom pain in their left ankle as they prance off in to the sunset hand in hand with the great new girl. But naw, that just hasn't happened to me. I currently have reasons to run from the east coast, west coast, and central Canada. Soon I will have to flee from the country in hopes of forging a new life of heartbreak and unrequited love hilarity.