Do Not Meddle in the Affairs of Dragons…

…for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.

I guess I’m feeling a little cranky. Somebody didn’t get enough sleep last night. No one to blame but her. Stupid girl. Go to bed earlier and get more sleep. I am a masochist. I like to get up at 5 am to walk for 30 minutes with the dogs regardless of the weather. I feel guilty when I don’t do this. However, no matter how late I go to bed, I still get up at 5 am. Why do I punish myself with late nights? ‘Cuz I’m not that smart, apparently.

I have also decided that I need to quite proclaiming loudly that I am going to knit on this blog. I think just about every time I do that, I find some way to not knit. Also stupid girl thing. Of course, I always have excellent excuses for not knitting. Just like last night. I was supposed to be knitting my sock because I said I would. Well, I lied to myself. I did no knitting whatsoever yesterday. I think I’ve also already broken the knit more new year’s resolution. Sheesh That’s got to be some world record for breaking a new year’s resolution.

One good thing about yesterday? I was consistently reinforced by my wonderful girlfriends that I am in idiot. That I was overanalyzing a situation and getting all out of hand because I care. I know what you’re thinking. That makes no sense at all. Let’s just say this. I discovered a great friend that I didn’t know I had before. This friend is a guy and we had a moment of weirdness and I was mortified that I had just ruined a perfectly decent friendship. MORTIFIED. However, thanks to my friend who is still my friend and my girlfriends who set me straight. It was mostly in my head because I am a ding-dong. Yeah, I am. All it was was a moment of awkwardness, but apparently I am a little bit oversensitive or something and blew it out of proportion.

However, this has made me realize that I am in no way, shape or form ready for anything more than a friendship with ANYBODY. I am not stable enough for dating. Plus, right now I’m a commitophobe. This probably explains my lack of knitting at the moment. I’m not willing to commit to the time and energy it takes to knit, nevermind that I love doing it. See? I am not stable. And no, it’s not PMS. I can’t watch a movie all the way to the end and I’m unable to stick with a book for very long. These are all the things that I normally have no problem committing too. The only thing I’m committed to is walking the dogs and that’s only because I’m too lazy to train them to use the toilet.