Making do.

If I had to write a personals ad for myself, I'd find myself pretty hot.
(I have dark hair and read books after all.)

I want a girlfriend.

In the meantime I make do.

I make do with longing sighs at 'babes with books'.
I make do with admiring a blogger with the gorgeous last name of "Pike".
I make do with ever more ridiculous crushes on unattainable Bugsplatians.
Apparently married and heterosexual is no longer enough.
I am now aiming for married, heterosexual and devout.
With a capital D for Don't Think Much of Lesbians.

In so many other ways, life is wonderful.
Thea