Brilliant Commentary from the Internet

So I was reading along and stumbled across the following passage:

“I think it is the curse of being female that makes us attempt to name every feeling, identify every stage of a relationship, and study what the next natural course of action should be at all times. I cannot help but wonder if such obsessive analysis is standing as a barricade between our lovers and our enjoyment of just being with them. How much more enjoyment could we feel if we omit the stress we self-inflict over what he is thinking and where things are going? Then again, is it truly possible for us to silence those little voices in our heads, the ones who want desperately for us to find a real someone and stop worrying. Can we ever just enjoy our relationship without looking for the part it plays in the big picture? Or is it truly impossible for women to just shut up… “

Pretty much all I can say is, Amen…can’t we all just shut up. Girls over analyze, they lay claim on a person based on not much more then an initial attraction, there is the crush, there is the over analyzing of the crush, then the moving on but not letting go. (And of course I lump myself into this. I can barely stand to hear l myself lately…all moody, frustrated and crushing on boy…it’s really quite nauseating).

All in all…Girls = Nuts.

Now mind you all of this stems from the whole…you are Elinor Dashwood moment (thanks Jane Austen). Cause if there was a guy, and there has been, and a friend showed even the slightest fancy, there has been that too, I’m pretty good about stepping back and at least working up to faux-happiness. Cause when it comes down to it, everyone should be able to be happy with stars in their eyes (that was so sappy that I feel ill after typing it). –Also, no one should read to deeply into this rant, it’s what happens at a slow day at work, I think about absurdity topics –

And yet again, thanks Elinor Dashwood…I let you be my favorite Austen character and you throw caution to the wind and show my my greatest trait and the thing that will keep me single forever.