My New Club

I am officially starting a club. It’s going to be called, “I’m single, but not dead, and tired of sitting home watching reruns of shows of people with lives while my friends go home early and go to bed or spend time with their spouse.” Okay, I’m not sure that would fit on a t-shirt (club I.S.B.N.D.A.T.O.S.H.W.R.O.S.O.P.W.L.W.M.F.G.H.E…..yeah, okay maybe not).

Where are my peeps?

I want to do something spontaneous, something stupid…something. Go to the park and shoot hoops, go out to eat with people, a movie, coffee, listen to music, make a pointless movie.

So if you’re single, not as old as my mom or still in school, you’re invited to the club. I’ll even teach you the secret handshake!

I feel better now. I’m going to go….watch some TV.