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Disclaimer: If this is your first time reading me, please proceed to the previous entry, its much more stimulating.

So now they tell me I need only one semester's worth of prerequisites for the PT master's program. Oh, except for that pesky bachelor's degree. You can no longer get a good job with a bachelor's degree, but you have to have one. And I'm on my sixth school and my fifth attempt at a major. You would think I would have accidentally graduated by now.

I'm on my way out to meet a man for lunch. I met him online, he's 21. I hope his mother doesn't find out and come looking for me. I was thinking though, everyone I meet says I look several years younger than I am. I know everyone online says they look younger than they are, but I have people accusing me of actually lying about my age on a weekly basis. My therapist says its from the years of arrested development and bad decisionmaking. I think its cause I'm always learning new stuff, and one of the ways I learn new stuff is by having younger friends. Plus, a younger man may not be jaded. I'm not looking for anything lifelong, just something more than a one night stand. I think dating possibilities must exist between the two extremes. I'd like to have the kind of relationship where we don't see each other every day. It'd be nice to go to the movies and see what we each wanted to see, separately, then meet afterward in the lobby and go out to dinner.

I'm also starting to think it may not be my looks that are hindering me. I mean, I've said it before, I'm not bad looking. Big eyes, curly hair, good skin, flat stomach, nice legs, straight teeth, big boobs, small feet, excellent fashion choices...in fact, I'm wondering if it could be my casual arrogance that's putting them off! But seriously, many men are afraid of me. I'm aggressive, bawdy, and have a tendency to make fun of stuff as a form of humor. So today at lunch I'm gonna stay off the following topics: bisexuality, drugs, sex in general, and my own meanness. Maybe I should also steer clear of my negative attitude toward this town and the fact that I've had more interesting occupations than you can fit on the author bio of a book jacket. Might make me look like a flake. So, since I'll have nothing to talk about, I hope boy wonder does. News at 11.

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