Well, I'd never.

I try and try again and try once more. Somehow I keep failing every single time. After the 10th of November I really do believe I'll never talk to women again in the same sense I'm used to at the moment.
I never really know what am I supposed to do. I see what everyone else is doing, but am I really built so differently that other people's methods don't apply to my life? How can I not incorporate known theories in my own life - somehow they always mis- or backfire?
I've managed to depress and reduce to tears too many people this year. I need to stop. I will . . . eventually. It's already obvious that I despise myself. I hate people who hurt others for apparently no reason at all. Therefore . . .
On a lighter note - It's all going terribly wrong (excerpt from the bloopers of Whose Line Is It Anyway?). I try to think of myself as not a very depressing person, but I still get the feeling that many people see me like that. And now for something completely different - I agree with Chris Rock, who said that it is not possible to love more than one woman at a time. I'd push it further - I can't even like more than one woman at a time. Once again - I've tried and obviously failed.

Oh, shit - this post turned out to be a really depressing one. I promise the next one will contain at least a few jokes. . . Well - in my mind they're still just truthful sentences, but to others they might seem like funny phrases. We'll see.

For now - Flay Otters.