Isn't that how the rich stay rich?

I'm super stoked about this 3 day weekend.Thank you President's Day. Yep, 3 whole days of doin what I want. Cept for sometimes I don't really know what I want, especially when we comes to matters of the dang heart. I think I may kinda like being bitter towards everyone that has someone. I find myself mentally biting my thumb at couples. It's really hard to think they are "cute". I honestly give couples the stink eye. But is that really healthy? And why? I'm kidding. Those are useless questions. Because until that Mr. Right comes and sweeps me off my feet, I'm going to continue crossing my arms and turning up my nose at those smelly lovers that haunt the public places I venture to daily. Man, I wanna take their oooghy gooey, lovey doveyness and bottle it up. Then, hide it in my closet so no one can find it because if I can't have it, no one else should. Isn't that how the rich stay rich? *Gasp! I could be the love dealer! Kind of like a much more witty and cleaver cupid. Oh oh! Or the Robin Hood of love. THAT'S what I would do; I'd take that bottled gooshy stuff (that lovers obviously have too much of) and give it to the people that don't have any (with a return policy, of course). Well, not just give. I'd make them pay or trade something for it. Just because I feel like if that "stuff" could be marketed, there would be a large demand for it and I'm sure obtaining it would have to involve a magical spell or sumthin along those lines least. Hey! I'm seeing an opportunity to get tangible profit here. Things are looking up! So, all you lovers out there should think twice before you put that stray hair behind her ear and hide your stupid kissy wisses and small of the back touching from me if you don't want me to take it cuz I'm googleing spells and ordering jars right now.

Lonely and bored,

Chloe