Just when I had congratulated myself on finding a real grown-up guy with a real grown-up job (works for the State Department), it turns out that he's 26, and lives with his mother.
Then I got unceremoniously dumped. After two dates. By a 26 year-old, who lives with his mother. Also, a terrible kisser.
I hate everything.
No, don't even look at me, I'm hideous. Just go away. No, seriously.