yawn is my life

yawn.
i can think of no less than 5 things I want to write about tonight, yet at 8:41 on a Monday evening, I can barely even keep my eyes open. yawn. my arms don't want my fingers to type. and my head does not want to organize my thoughts into coherent sentences. so this one might be a bit (more) random (than usual).
so in my world...
1. i have a stock broker. not only do i have a stock broker, but i also have a crush on my stock broker.
it all started like this. Investment guys from various firms come poach at schools in attempts to find teachers to set up accounts with and one day this tall dude stops in my room after school asking if i'd be interested. he was cute. i had no retirement fund set up, so i figured, what the heck. we met one day and set up an 457 (like a 403b which is like a 401k). he was so easy to talk to, and a complete cutie so when he asked to meet again to set up another account with money i've already earned, I jumped on him. or the chance to talk to him again. so he came back and we set things up and he officially became my stock broker. he told me having a stock broker would be excellent for my dating life. i could be out with a guy and i could say, "excuse me, my stock broker is calling" and guys would be turned on by this. i want to know what turns the stock broker on.
he came back the next day to get a check from me, and i dragged him down to my after school program and convinced him to come talk to our money management class SO hopefully i will see him again soon. not that it matters.... i sense he's a bit younger....i worry he's got a girl (facebook stalking revealed a pic of guy who could maybe be him with a cute blonde. maybe sister?)...and i'm sure it's not a good idea to date someone who manages my money.
thoughts?

2. in other news, i had the most boring weekend known to man. i really need to find a life. Friday night i feel asleep on the couch before 9. Saturday i was productive all day, then curled up and watched my favorite police/law dramas (Southland= favorite new show and Ben MacKenzie=HOTtie). Then I watched Tina Fey on SNL. I love her, and I love Liz Lemon, but i'm concerned that she always plays middle age woman who can't find a man (liz lemon, the teacher on mean girls whose name i don't know, baby mama? was she single in that one?) , when in reality she's happily (?) married with a child.
regardless, my sad, lonely existence stung a bit more when the "Brownie Husband" sketch came on. Click here to watch it. Basically it's a fake commercial for a product lonely working women can buy and eat at home. A man-size brownie companion. It's HYSTERICAL. and were it to exist in the real world, I'd want one.
it hit very close to home.

3. Regardless of my lonely weekend, I'm proud to say, at least in my opinion, that i'm not quite at "pathetic" yet. borderline desperate, perhaps. but not pathetic.
i've been browsing on okcupid quite extensively and there are some not so much my type guys on there.
take this guy who emailed me saturday night:

His email to me: do u want to chat with me? im bored : (

As bored as i might be on a saturday night, i was most definitely not sending sad faces to people on okcupid.



i might have to start sharing the other particularly bad profiles i come across on here. though i'd hate to think that would happen to me!!


ok cupid is going ok though...for every 100 dorks like above i've found, there's one half decent guy. Currently emailing with 3, but not sure where they will head....perhaps some dates are in my future...

hopefully, cause I can't take another weekend alone with my brownie husband and snl.
ok, time for bed.
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