The Blog of auroraborealis

That's my new mantra--STFU and giggle.    The sad fact of the matter is that guys hate smart chicks.   It wasn't that he didn't have time for sex, it was that I occasionally tried to engage him in conversation and there is nothing worse than trying to engage guys in intellectually stimulating converstaion.    I would have been much better off with a "where do we stand" conversation.

I'm going to wait until after the holidays and then I am going to go out looking for another situation.   And this time I'm not going to try to talk about physics or mathematics, or quote Proust or Camus or give my opinion on politics or philosophy or literature.   I'm just going to STFU and giggle.    Whatever he says I'm going to giggle, bat my eyes, flip my hair and coo  "you are like SOOOOO smart and stuff" in a high pitched voice.    I am no longer a programmer.   When asked what I do for a living, I'm now saying data entry.   I no longer read or have a college degree.   Just strawberry blonde hair and a 36D rack, cuz that's all I need to get through life.   I might find myself highly annoying, but at least I won't find myself alone on Saturday nights.