You know what I did when I got off work yesterday? I took a jog around the neighborhood with Paula (she's convinced me to jog instead of going to the dojo), cooked a microwave dinner, read about half of "Things Fall Apart" (again, time 4), took a bath, and went to sleep. No drama, no zaniness, not even a neighbor looking for flour. In fact, I met my superintendent yesterday, it's a she! Now I'm all for equal treatment in the work force, but a strong confident female superintendent is not as funny as whatever it is I thought I would be getting. I'm just saying, how am I supposed to have zany adventures when everything is so...I don't know...normal and...kinda how I like it.
I think I'm just going through drama queen withdrawal. Even if I didn't do something wild, Paula was always having some kind of issue. I think it was actually vicariously through Paula's love life that I ended up staying single. Clearly, the men Paula met were no good. If Paula couldn't find a good man looking like she does, my chances were meager. I'm starting to think that may not be the case. Maybe there's some ebony Romeo...ewww, not Romeo - what a sleazebag - I could settle for Hamlet or OW! Othello! We know he liked the light skinned honeys, am I right? Anyway, yeah, somebody smart and strong like Othello, just without the jealous murdering tendencies. I'm okay with settling down with a good man. Paula is waiting for someone to whisk her off her feet. I would settle for honest compliments and a pointed but friendly debate.
Nope, I guess I'm not sitcom material. Oh well, gonna go finish "Things Fall Apart" and get eight hours of sleep.
