Living alone sometimes sucks

I just finished my second meal of the day that has come out of a can. This tells me that I am getting even lazier at feeding myself and really must make more effort. This is particularly as one of those meals was a Chef Boyardee thing and upon opening it I realized that it contained nothing I couldn't make myself within a half hour. Living on your own can be rough. So can living on your own without a TV set. Before I ate, I was going completely spastic, bored, hungry, tired of my computer and too stupid to know how to handle any of it. Luckily food helped and I am now happily staring at my computer again. Would have been nice to turn away from this screen to another temporarily or maybe even have some human company. Speaking of human company, I've decided that I need a girlfriend. Haha, you laugh at me. I've been proclaiming this for the last 900 years at least. Yet, it never really works out. Conversing with The Wing Man (and best friend, henceforth to be the known as TWM), we agreed and I acknowledged that it is probably not helped by my constantly dating the wrong people. Take the Brazilian for example. I can't date anyone who disparages hip hop. I don't get pleasure from that many things and I really can't accept negativity towards the few things that do. Anyway, I only got with her cause it was convenient. Our time together is naturally limited as she leaves the country for good at the end of March. Even with this, I'm bored with her and contemplating creating and delivering the big, "I'd rather be at home furiously masturbating to internet porn than be here sleeping with you" speech. Then there is this really cool girl I went out with a little while ago, who unfortunately happens to live in Syracuse. Syracuse! I think that's somewhere beyond Egypt but closer than Australia. This is where I'm supposed to insert a point to this post. I am going to exercise my right not to. See you later on when I remember the other things I was going to drone on about.