Miserable as single

I must say I don't at all enjoy my status as single, which I've been now since February.

My (now) ex and I were together for about two years, of which we lived together for the past eight months. Despite our differences and arguments I have never been as proud as when I had her in my life. I confronted her with this the last time we spoke, the same day we decided not to have any further contact at all. Her response was, "what, like a galleon figure?"

I tried to explain to her that it was a matter of feeling belonging, of having found a girl I cared for, someone I actually imagined spending the rest of my life with. Well, she obviously had other plans.

I really do have to find a new girl to care for, because single life just isn't my thing. For that matter, neither is one night stands, I find myself repeatedly missing having someone in my arms while watching a movie, or just sitting and talking more than sex itself.

Of course, to find a new girl I have to listen to Brad's guidelines, which he posted in a comment on another blog of mine. I still fail #1

Brad’s n rules for meeting chicks for geeks

1. In order to meet girls you have to actually go outside and meet girls in places where girls are likely to hang out. Think of it like a directory on your harddrive. You have to go to the music directory to find music.

I'm not a very outgoing person, actually, I'm a very little outgoing person. If I find a girl at a club, I can be fairly sure that she isn't the girl for me, unless she is the one looking exceptionally bored in a corner. I actually even signed up for a matching site the other day, I have nothing too loose. The only thing I could've lost would've been my dignity, but somewhere in the breakup the ex got away with what I had of that.