Quick Rant: Dry Spells

I, Anna, am going through a pretty extensive dry spell this summer. It's been months since I've had a hottie turn my head. It's maddening! And, it's doubly annoying when I have a blog about dating because I need some fresh material to entertain you guys with.

The weird thing is, the longer I undergo this dry spell, the more picky I am becoming about who is worthy to break the curse! Just last night, I had a guy vibing me but I shrugged him off. Granted, he was wearing a shirt with skulls all over it and he was drinking PBRs, which wasn't exactly doing it for me. [Editor's note from Shannon: Actually, his shirt had skulls and the planet Saturn on it. Bizzare, yet kinda cool. Kinda. But still not good enough for my girl!] I''ve waited this long to smooch a fella, why should I pick him? Why should he make the cut? I guess I'll keep holding out. Grrr.

As a side note, I have had a few dudes ask me out on dates but not follow through on it. It's driving me crazy! It turns out that in my dry spell, they were just mirages. In essence, they were a tall, frosty glass of lemonade that turned into a cup of sand when I got closer.

This is becoming a catch-22: I want to break my dry spell but I don't want to smooch just any old guy. Please, universe, take pity on me and send me a rad dude to canoodle with!

Hey, if Stella could get her groove back, why can't I? Ok, rant over.