Yep, the last of today’s series of posts about things that make me laugh is brought to you by a chubby, naked kid with wings. That’s not weird at all. But you know, ’tis the season and all that.
Let’s talk for a minute about what it’s like to be a single girl who owns a lot of power tools. A lot of times when I go out with my friends, I’m showered and have brushed my hair…
This is representative of about 0.007% of my life. So when a guy who doesn’t actually know me strikes up a conversation, often what is going through my head consists of:
1.) I own more tools than you.
2.) You have no idea that on any given day, I look like this:
Seriously, I’m pretty sure I’m rockin’ a drywall-dust mustache in this picture. That’s attractive. It’s like I’m living proof of the beer-goggle effect, but with less beer, and more sawdust and insomnia.
Which isn’t to say I don’t date… but, you know, it’s going to take a very very special person to recognize and appreciate my particular brand of Awesome. And if I don’t find him, hey, I’m pretty sure I can use my drill to open the salsa jar if need be, because lord knows I don’t need a Y-chromosome around for help on the house. I happen to have some of the most fantastic people in my circle of friends, which means man or no-man, my life is full of awesomeness and laughter.
For example one of my dear, dear friends has decided to jump back into the dating scene using an ever-popular dating site. As a person who has met a ton of fantastic people via Internet, this is something I am completely supportive of. As a person who has actually read her twitter feed… ah, you know, I’ll let you decide for yourself if this is a good idea…
Seriously? This girl is one of my favorite people on the planet, and I can’t tell if her dating adventures make me adore the male speices even more or, you know, make me never want to date again. Either way, you should probably follow her here: @forrealscupid
True story, Katy. Tools come in all shapes and sizes.