End. It.

The Lola Ultimate Dating Playoffs are, officially, over. I am exhausted! And, I am choosing none of the contestants. Tiger never got back in touch with me, so I'm done with his flightiness. I could go out with Patchy again, but I think I might have to kill myself before drinking more of his precious mineral water. Bean, clearly, was a flop. And Face Guy hated me.

So, onto bigger and better things...

A new sort of bracket! Recently, friend sent me this: Who is the Sexist Beast of All Time dating bracket. I think I am going to put all my energy into completing it, possibly in the form of some sort of drinking game.