Single: to be or not to be

Cheesy title, eh?

Anyways, I've figured it out! woohoo! officially--this is official; none of that transient stuff--why i am single.

1) I am incredibly selfish with my time, money, and energy. I understand obviously that those are limited resources, so i hoard myself to myself like a reclusive misanthrope. I enjoy living with myself and being spontaneous with myself. I don't even have enough of myself for myself--how can i possibly share myself with someone else? I rmbr once thinking that I was a very giving person, that my partner must also be just as able and willing to give. But now, that is so far away and long ago. And I don't want to take or to leech either--i have my self-respect.

2) Everyone likes to be interesting and funny--i am no different. Guys like it when girls make them feel interesting by laughing at their jokes. Certainly, i laugh at others' jokes. But my next response is, "yeah, you think that was funny. listen to this..."

3) I am maternal and protective. But I usually direct that energy towards women and young people. I mite direct some of that to a man, but first, maybe he musts trip and fall (and then, of course, i won't like him anymore--imperfect sob. Actually, that mite make me laugh, and I prolly won't attempt to top that).

4) I really have no idea what kind of guy i'm looking for. He must be so amorphous--this and that, here and there, three and four, everything and nothing all at the same time.

I mean, certainly, I wouldn't mind a companion. But geezus, he must be such a nice person. Not only nice but thick-skinned and tolerant, in order to endure me--and i don't like doormats either. Oh well, i don't think such a person could possibly exist. perhaps i am seeking a paradox--and aren't we all? if i really want a partner, i really oughta better change myself. But til then... i'll just keep doin' like i do!! teehee...

Period.