Date Chooey, DATE!

After 3 years of being a dormant blogger, what topic do I choose as a blogger-toad?

Dating.

I see the bubble above the heads. Yes. A particular Mr T and I have broken up. Let’s just leave it as differences. Wasn’t my choice but ah well! Life as life is.

Natural Temptation:
Do what I’m best at. Pack my bags, go to some god forsaken part of the world to live and choosing celibacy for another 4 years. How many more 4 years do I have?

Then the friendly cupids (yes, more than one) whisper to me, “Go start dating again.”

Dating.
A simple word that comes with 8 variations of definition.

My vote goes to….
An appointment: a luncheon date with a client; a date with destiny.

Date with destiny?
What destiny?
I can’t stop laughing.

And here comes definition #7 -
An engagement to go out socially with another person, often out of romantic interest; One's companion on such an outing.

Hokay! That’s where I’m supposed to be at except that the concept of dating someone right now… still remains a concept. I have never been the initiator of dates and if ever possible, the type who would most likely be stuck on her couch holding a pair of knitting needles and bitch about having no dates… never mind that I won’t even attempt to leave my personal PJ party to be out there meeting people.

Don’t take my PJ away from me!
That’s my comfort clothes!

So in the meantime whilst I cringe over the concept of dating, I shall stay in my PJ, decide on my bummer to-do list:

1. Re-watch 10 seasons of friends in one week;
2. Re-design my blog and update my profile? Change from ZA to SG? Argh… reality!
3. Re-organise my thoughts (if that’s even possible);
4. Watch American Idol, The Biggest Loser, Britains Got Talent…
5. Do crossword puzzles and sudoku;
6. Teach Flapper new tricks;
7. Throw out memories;
8. Hibernate till next season.

Winning question of the season: “Will you consider dating a girl?”