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Apparently it's that time of my emotional cycle when I feel sorry for myself for not having a significant other. This time I'm heeding my experiences, though, and I'm not going to try to do anything about it. It never does any good, and I just end up pissier and sadder.

Hell, I'm a bleeding-heart liberal stuck in the bible belt, and I work at home. If you told me my dating prospects were "iffy," I'd be excited they had improved from "grim."

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