Growing old and alone

So, this morning, when I woke up I was feeling some kinda way. I had just had the most fucked up dream probably in the history or dreams (which I'm still too traumatized to even think about right now. Let's just say, some therapist will be able to send his/her kids to an Ivy after they get done with me. There'll probably be money left over for grad school too) and am still going through Valentine's withdrawl. This, by the way, is the first time in quite some time that I have been valentineless. I remember giving advice once to a single friend that Valentine's Day isn't about being in love, it's about being loved. That, of course, was a bunch of crock. Christmas is about being loved. Thanksgiving is about being loved. Valentine's Day is about being in love, or if failing that, having somebody willing to share a bit or really, really good sex. But I digress.

So, I woke up from my fucked up dream and my feelings of ill will and still I was having an ok morning. But then IT happened. I went into the bathroom to do my morning ritual (not the morning masturbation, I mean the OTHER morning ritual). As I stare at my haggared reflection in the mirror, I notice, to my horror that my grey hair has gone white. I mean, white as the newly driven snow, white. White as the viewer base ot CMT, white. Before, when the bastard was gray, I didn't much mind (well, I did, but it didn't make me crazy. Ok, so it did. But, it didn't make me THIS crazy). I mean, seriously, my head looks like a KKK member at a Public Enemy concert. And if there's one thing I'm not a huge fan of, well, that'd be the KKK.

Since we're on the subject of gray that goes white... What if I went the Chief route. Yes, this is a Grey's Anatomy reference. After all, the chief dyed his hair and only looked slightly weired. I'm sure I could pull it off. I mean, I'm young and virile, right? I'm such a loser... sigh. Oh well. I guess what this leads to is me solicitating any mildly attractive to very attractive single females out there who are looking for true love on Valentine's Day, or maybe you're just looking for true love making. At this point I'm none too picky.