You know what’s funny? I always bitch about how no one likes me, but it’s a lie. Enough girls have come on to me in the last year that i could have strung together some semblance of a romantic life. But, it’s all the wrong ones. The lab-partner of the girl i’m interested in, the innocent girl i find naive rather than the innocent girl i find intriguing… in fact, it even seems that one person i did fancy came on to me after the fact. What it’s starting to come down to is rather than no one being interested in me, i’m batting out of my league. Which means i’ve either got to improve my average or get settled into the minor leagues.