"When I Was Single..."
"When I was single, O then, O then,
When I was single, O then
When I was single, how my money did jingle,
And I wish I was single again, again, I wish I was single again."
So, that's probably a pretty shitty way to start off this post, but it was the first thing that came to mind. Back in high school when I was in an all-male singing group called the "Viking Singers" (a name that we always hated, by the way. We called ourselves "Men's Ensemble") we sang a song that contained the above verse. There's more, but I can't really remember it and searching the Intarwebs brings up nothing.
Anyway, I *am* single again.
Yes, Holly and I broke up last week. It's probably for the best, really. The last month or so of our relationship hasn't been the best (actually, as Dane Cook would say, it's been a 'relationshit') and neither of us have been that happy or satisfied.
And thus, it is over.
Update: So, I don't normally change posts - which is why I'm not actually changing this one. I don't consider an update really changing it. Anyway - whatever. I just re-read this post, and I want to point out that, though I seem to be in jovial spirits, I'm not. This is not something I'm happy about - I just have a hard time writing a post in any other tone. So no, this is not meaningless to me. It's just my dark sense of humor shining through (can something dark "shine?" That's odd).