Listen to 3 Doors Down, "Pages", and maybe you can figure out why I quit. A person bothers to put themselves out there, and no one bothers to care what they have to say, what do you expect.

Monday, July 23, 2012

Another year come and gone.

I turned 35 a couple weeks ago.  It wasn't a bad day.  It was the day after that irritated me.  Some years back, I had thought for sure I would be married by 35.  Oops, I haven't had a date in years, much less a girlfriend.  I can't even have a girlfriend in an online game that people keep pairing off in, I find the one that has hit on every other guy in the guild.  And then she can't understand why I would be ticked off at her.  Is there really that much of a cultural difference that an Arab girl wouldn't understand even a certain loyalty in a game?  Yes, I realize I said game, that doesn't mean you can't practice some of the same principals in there that you do in real life, you are still dealing with people after all.  She gets what she wants from every guy she knows in game, she will still have the same problem that no one will trust her.  Cause and effect still apply in a MMO game.
Anyway, 35, still single, still having difficulty finding someone.  Singles sites are a joke.  If someone is for real (usually aren't), they have requirements that should all be met before they will even talk.  They are into the whole judging-a-book-by-its-cover thing, which most of the time I fail because I'm too short. 
It's difficult to meet new people when you kind of tied to one social, and the guy that has to be in the back of the room, that no one notices unless something happens.  I'm still waiting for someone to help me with church sound so I can take a break and visit some other churches.  Grace Church in Jackson seem to be a decent one, with possibly a singles "Life Group" that meets.  I went to a different meeting on friday, was only about 8-10 people, mostly older than me, but it was some what fun.  I need to get back into resembling a shape again.  Volley ball was not one of my preferred sports growing up, the ball was usually too hard, made my hands go numb when I tried to hit it.

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