Guys suck

I spent the early morning and afternoon at the lake, again.  Today's companion?  My first boyfriend (scroll down).  Unfortunately, he just kept talking about his first boyfriend.  It was all, "The Philosopher this," and "Aristotle says" that.  I started to get a little irritated after a while. 



You know,  I'm smart, too.  I'm interesting.  We never talk about me.  This one-sided relationship thing is really taking its toll.  It's frustrating.