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So. NEXT time. (day of lovelife mourning)

I like to think I don't have a list. And I don't. But I do. I'll change the list if circumstances warrant, but they would have to be pretty extraordinary circumstances.

1) No full-time musicians (my Dad knows why)
2) No full-time actors (just on principle--plus most of the actors I had crushes on are now married. Or are gay. Or are, y'know, both!)
3) No more men obviously suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder and refuse to get any help for it
4) No more men with a Sister 2 Sister magazine full of issues about women
5) No more Capricorns (I don't believe in astrology, but it seems to believe in me,  so no more Capricorns!)

I just hope these guys haven't thoroughly totally screwed me up for other guys. But it's getting hard to think I haven't been.