Blue Fish.
Funny thing is, really am not. Blue, that is. Thought would be inconsolable for several weeks, weeping and wailing and gnashing teeth in classic biblical mourning style. However, aside from horribly difficult exchange with J on Wednesday, and few, sparse pangs of regret, worry, and what-ifs since, have felt remarkably balanced.
Now, if only, complexion would follow suit.
Am certain that melancholy will catch up eventually. But for now, am taking current mood as sign to get up, get out and get proverbial groove on. Perhaps even test-drive a new bicycle or two.
Have a great weekend! Are you going to be sharing some of the application essays (with identifying info removed, perhaps) with your adoring and solicitous readership?
Wow, I nearly feel moved to fill out an application in myself!
Cati, you may absolutely fill one out! We would have a stellar time on a date! No making out or anything, but fun, fun, fun!
application: hilarious!
i, like cati was moved to fill it out. but she beat me to the punchline.
Uhm… you realize that as payment for room & board I get to see at least one of the funniest apps., right? Right?????
Hee hee…
I’m very sorry, Ari, but all applications are confidential.
Yeah, right!
Fishy fishy fishy. This guy would love to fill out the application. Alas, am already taken by wonderfully matched damsel-not-in-distress. Much luck to you. Read the blog regularly, and comment occassionally. Now about that picture…
Am glad you are not blue. Have filled out an app (will probably be the only one who does and then be thoroughly ridiculed upon exposition of answers).
is this for real? i seriously can’t tell if this is being done with tounge firmly planted in cheek or if you are actually actively looking for dates this way.
i understand asking this question automatically disqualifies me from any consideration should this be real.
have fun this weekend. i know i will.
hubs… its tongue in cheek, but im sure if a great application came down the pike….
(fish pun was not intended…)
oh, i see. it’s kinda like getting real drunk then asking the girl you have a crush on to sleep with you. if she says no, no harm done, you were really drunk and didn’t know what you were doing. but if she says yes…..
Michael, you have competition.
Yes, I’ve been overserved coffee here at the office, and I’ve taken the plunge. Hopefully, there’s water in the pool, or it’s gonna be one hell of a landing…….
i *also* filled out that application to the best of my limited abilities – one can only hope that my knobby off-terrain tires, metal caliper brakes and adamantium frame are parts of the right kind of bicycle!
any girl who puts up an application on the internet deserves to get it filled out – cheers “h”!
Of *course* I filled one out! I’d be crazy not to.