First of all I must congratulate myself; this is my 50th post that you have the pleasure of reading. What a milestone! To celebrate I am writing while drinking 750ml of hot chocolate and premium protein. MMMMmmmmm!
I was going to write something big and introspective for this, but I didn't like how it was turning out so you get the short version:
Yesterday was ward conference, and the counselor in the Stake Presidency implied that we elders should be dating three times a week. What!? How can anybody even afford that? My "interest pool" can't even supply enough girls for me to be dating that much.
I guess I wouldn't feel guilty if I was dating once a week. . .or month. I'll not even give a number to how many dates I have been on in the last five years, but I will say that it is a small number.
Anyway, guilt. I guess I'm not doing my "job."
You can't guilt me into finding my best friend! You can't make me arbitrarily assign that label to a girl even if I am dating her regularly. On the other hand, that option will net more girl friends than whatever it is that I claim to be doing. Blah!
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