craig, so nice to see you again!

actually, i'm not happy to see craig again. we ended on a frustrating note back in april and haven't spoken/e-mailed/texted since. so i'm not surprised to find that he and his list have nothing promising to show me right now.

that is, nothing that would crack a hopeful grin on my face. all i want is to live in a nice, clean, and furnished house or apartment with a few other girls who are about my age...who are outgoing, explorative, and independent yet can be found on most nights of the week perfectly content sharing a bottle of wine with me on our comfy living room couch...a place for about 700 a month, including all utilities, cable, and internet...a pad complete with a washer/dryer and a place that does not tolerate toilet paper rolls as living room decor. oh yes, and it must be just steps from the beach. okay, i'll settle for a "short walk" to the beach. is that so hard to ask for? maybe in a dream world. but here on planet reality, it's challenging to find anything shy of $900/month that wouldn't resemble a college freshman dorm room.

i must say, there are some folks offering up some pretty interesting living situations out there...take, for instance, the single-mom who is offering "cheap rent" in exchange for some childcare on the side. i was curious. i clicked. then i decided that i didn't want to babysit a seven year-old every weekend.

craig, we need to talk.

i don't feel like you are listening to my needs.

i need you to be more giving if this relationship is ever going to work.

let's give eachother some space...you'll hear from me on monday.