Thu, June 21, 2007
Overthinking It—2:35 PM
The National Geographic Singles Map tells me I made the right move leaving LA. Apparently Southern California is fresh out of single gals. Which is a good thing, because it means all those cuties I adored from afar were already taken anyway.
There's a red dot hovering right over Jacksonville, which means it should be better here. I admit, I've been dating up a storm compared to LA. (18 months, 2 women, 6 dates! I feel like Hef.) Of course, sheer volume isn't always the key. (As they love to say, "the odds are good, but the goods are odd.") I'm pretty open-minded, but I'd still prefer someone who doesn't smoke, takes up a maximum of one seat on an airplane, and doesn't want to talk to me about Jesus. Of the 2,500 spare women we've got, many are into dance clubs or Bush, or would just prefer a mate who won't be burning in hell.
Sadly, the Singles Map says I need to stay east of the Mississippi until I meet someone, which I'm not entirely prone to do. All the fun is out west! Chicago is the only red town I can imagine moving to – and I've been strongly advised against it. Perhaps a mail order bride or a Real Doll is the way to go.
"Christi" — Sun, 6/24/07 1:07pm
Brandon and I did get lucky in Chicago. Of course, we promptly moved to a warmer local, free of all those pesky single women. Don't think that wasn't a calculated move on behalf of this married woman.