One Year? Let's make it Two.

I am one day away from moving out of my bachelorette pad into a real house, which is in a real neighborhood, a quaint little Disney community called Independence. And I am a little freaked out by it. In the end I know it will be good, but in a way I feel it is saying I finally have to grow up and start behaving. I don't even know what that means according to my life now, but it's how I feel.

My current roommate and I are moving in with our friends who are basically married already. It's funny, because I used to look at them and think "man, I wish I had that", even when I was with someone. But not anymore. Don't get me wrong, their relationship is great, maybe even the closest to perfect that I've seen. But something inside me has just stopped allowing me to feel that way about dating anymore. I've had a "string of bad bos" I guess you could say, but I can't help but wonder if it was all of them combined that has left me with this unorthodox viewpoint, or if it's just not what I'm looking for in life anymore.

I have been single for a year now, which is what I promised myself after the last "charmer" ended up being a passive aggressive liar. Men lie, it's in their nature. But it's what they lie about that matters. Anyway, in this year there has been guy after guy, and they have all just fallen by the wayside. I actually find myself upset at them for wanting more than friendship, and wonder what it means about me that friendship doesn't seem to be enough.

I have no idea how attractive I am-- but people tell me that I am. Then again, people tell me that I am the spitting image of Judy Greer, and if that's the case, I don't find myself that attractive. I mean, have you seen her in Jawbreaker? But my problems lately seem to be because of my looks, and it's really starting to piss me off. I can't seem to have a guy friend who doesn't end up wanting more, or they don't even think about wanting to be my friend. My brother says it's in men's nature, and if he thinks this way, almost every guy does. But that really limits the friend pool when I am just not interested.

Well...it's time for me to finish packing up and move into my next stage of life. 2 years and 2 months in Florida...how did it go by so damn quickly?