Memoirs of an obsession

As far as Valentine's Days go, this was one of the boring ones. For one I was broke. I've been broke since I got paid last week. Sometimes, you can envision that the amount of money leftover in yuor account is not enough to cover the niceties, just the necessities. So I stayed home most of Saturday and kept the fun to a minimum on Sunday. So when Val's Day rolled around, I knew it was going to be rough one. Everything I chose to do, just didn't pan out into fun. Went out to lunch, and had a subpar pasta dish, with a not-so friendly bartender. Not fun. Work, never fun. Went to work out, not fun. Went to see Jumper (starring Hayden Christensen). So Not Fun. I expected so much from that movie. Promised myself an espresso today and just had it. Was not good. Why Starbucks will charge you $4 for a cup of coffee and not fill the cup is beyond me. I need to go to their website and complain about that. For the cost of the coffee it ought to be spilling from the lid.

So it is Friday.

I have a semi-sweet crush that just developed from last week on Eli Manning. It started after the Super Bowl, and then he appeared in my dreams. You know how my dreams go. I wonder about them too. Last time it was Josh Duhamel. Hmm...this time Eli Manning. I think it's the height and his sweet natured character that is keeping me interested. He seems like such a gentleman, like a sweet natured mild-mannered gentleman. Wouldn't you like to have that kind of man fall head over heels for you. Yes ma'am. You would teach him things that he never knew were possible. Turn his head upside down, love him inside out. That is something I have never experienced, would love to, but have never. That crazy purely sexual affair with someone who is your total opposite. SO MUCH FUN.

Something about tall men too that gets me interested. Keanu is 6'1", Josh is 6'3" (I think) and Eli is about 6'4". And the soft-spokenness. The ability to speak as if you cannot hurt a fly. That is the only good thing about Hayden Christensen, that voice, reminds me of Keanu. So that is my latest crush. Found myself stangely bothered when I heard he was engaged to be married this April to his college sweetheart. Why would I be bothered?? I hardly know him. I bet she is blonde, perky, petite, and has a definite country twang that makes her sound so sweet but stupid, giving Jessica Simpson a run for her money. I bet my last $5 on it. I can tell these things. Thus the reason why you would like to teach people like that things they've never seen. Oh, if only it were possible. Thoughts like that sort of summarize why I am not married. I am just not the marrying kind. I am just out of sorts, so to speak.

I found myself yesterday wondering what Keanu was up to on Val's Day. How does he spend his Valentine's Day? We certainly never hear of it in the media, so what does he do? Certainly nothing quite as boring as what I did, I hope.

Oh, the ability to let one's mind wonder.