I'm in the mooood for blog!

I have figured out what I want from love. Now, this may seem like a BIG thing, finally, she sees the light, you all say, but in fact, it is not a big deal at all. I want the fairy tale. Now, as you all know, in any good fairy tale, the how often,where, and when do not matter. What matters is that some kick-ass prince magically rocks Sleeping Beauty's world to the point of waking her up. How this mysterious prince (who?) rocks her world cannot be controlled or determined. He just does, and she just wakes up, just because... In my particular case, this leads me back to square one, comatose, waiting for my prince to come. (And sneeking in some quality nap time in the meanwhile!)