Another Weird News Story

Ok, not that I'm promoting dismembering men, but seriously dude? You kind of had this one coming.

KUALA LUMPUR - Malaysian doctors have reattached a man's nearly severed penis after his first wife, enraged by his comparison of her sex skills with those of his younger second wife, decided to chop it off with a kitchen knife.

The man, a 43-year-old Indonesian worker in southern Johor state, was lying in bed with his 48-year-old wife talking about his newly wed second wife, who is in her 30s, when the incident happened, the New Straits Times newspaper reported.

Despite his shock and pain, the man managed to pull on his trousers and ride his motorcycle to a nearby hospital, where doctors had to put in 11 stitches to reattach the organ.

The man later complained to police, who arrested the woman and plan to charge her with voluntarily causing grievous hurt with a dangerous weapon, which carries the penalty of a three-year jail term and a fine, the newspaper reported.

One More Thing

I forgot to add one thing to my list of things for guys...... Single! I would really like to find a guy who is available, not dating someone, or married but likes to take his ring off and leave it in the glove compartment, or divorced and only looking for a vacation until they go back to their ex-wife and kid. So yeah, finding an actual single man would be nice.

Am I the only one who seems to be having this problem?

Friday Night

I had a date after work on Friday. I'm slightly embarrassed to say I met the guy on the Internet, but there you go. He was nice and we shared a glass of wine, some pizza and conversation. It wasn't a horrible date, but I didn't really feel any sparks either. I guess it has been awhile since I've been on a date and I still haven't gotten used to dating again. I will say this, it was nice to meet a guy who seemed nice.

Dating in DC is an interesting experience. My friends and I have noticed that there seem to be a LOT of gay guys in the DC Metropolitan Area. Also, if the guys aren't gay they are very metro and might make you question their gayness or straightness. I have no problems with the gay boys, but I'm a single girl and I would like some dates too, please!

I don't really ask for much (I don't think) in my romantic endeavors, but I do have some guidelines. I would like to find a straight (likes girls), funny (actually makes me laugh, not just himself), straight (has less hair products than me), nice (non-jerk, non-self absorbed, non-a*hole), straight (doesn't shop at stores I can't afford like Burberry), good looking (not people say I might be sort of someone you possibly could think of as slightly cute), and possibly interested in dating me (not just kiss me and then never call). Actually the last one is only half true. I would like a guy just to be interested and don't really need him to call, unless it is to make out again. I think I could really enjoy a "relationship" where we are just friends who occasionally kiss. Because I like kissing and I don't get to enjoy that as much as I would like to. I don't really need all the relationship stuff that goes with the kissing, just kissing (good kissing). Is that wrong? Am I the only one who feels that way?

Wow, you would think after that description I've dated a lot of guys to later discover they preferred the company of boys. But I haven't, I've just dated way too many metro-type guys.

It's a Rich Man's World?

Have you ever made a decision where you thought afterwards, “Maybe that wasn’t the right choice”?

Recently, I was offered a job which paid a bit more (ok a lot more) than my current employment. The only problem was that the actual job wasn’t really what I was looking for and didn’t seem like something I wanted to do anymore. So I turned them down.

Don’t get me wrong, it is really nice to be offered a big bunch of money. I could do a lot of things with that money…. Pay off debts, go on vacation, buy new shoes, fill up a big vault and go swimming in my money on the weekends…. It wouldn’t be bad.

But money isn’t everything. What about looking to have a career that you feel is fulfilling and worthwhile? What about my dreams and happiness?

Is it too much to ask for someone to pay me to do something I truly enjoy doing?

Relationship Season?

Maybe this is not a revelation, but I have had a theory or observation about the seasonality of relationships for a while. I know there are probably exceptions to this, but just bear with me.

Throughout my dating life and the relationships of my friends I have noticed the trend of guys breaking up in the spring and usually getting "relationship fever" in the fall. Maybe it is the promise of summer, hot weather and half naked girls on the beach that have guys wanting to be single. Maybe it is the threat of cold winter weather that makes them want to find someone to snuggle with. Maybe I'm completely off. It just seems like it happens way too often in too many relationships and to too many of my friends, for there to not be reason for it.

So I guess now that fall is coming, everybody gets a boy!

IOUS (Insect Of Unusual Size)

This morning I was getting ready for work and going through my normal routine. 1) Wake Up, 2) Go to Bathroom, 3) Make Coffee, 4) Feed Cats, 5) Take Shower, 6) Get Dressed and Put on Makeup, 7) Grab Coffee (maybe Lunch) and 8) Leave Apartment.

It was around #5 on my list of things I do in the morning that things went horribly wrong. I got into the shower and nearly had a heartattack! Now my apartment isn't in the ghetto, but it is also not in a building that anyone might call upscale or luxury living. I have seen a few bugs in the past six years since I moved into the building, but nothing quite prepared me for what I saw this morning.

In my shower, above the shower head, was a cock roach the size of a small animal! It seriously was bigger than any cock roach I have ever seen, even in the zoos. I should have probably found a jar and tried to make some money off the gross thing, but instead I screamed super loud and ran out of the shower. I then desperately searched for a shoe or something I could use as a weapon against my insect enemy. When I re-entered the bathroom, the beast was starting to move and I was so worried that it might fly towards me, land on my face and start trying to crawl into my brain! I think that was what it wanted to do, but I stopped him with my flip flop. I whacked him so hard that he fell to the floor and left a grotty bug gut mark on my wall that I then had to clean up.

But the day was saved and the cock roach is dead! And all I have to say is that if his family comes to my apartment tonight looking for him, they better leave my brain alone!