Your friend 2009 did not bring me a very important request that I had made. So I must ask you. I know it's not your fault that your little friend failed to make all my dreams come true but it seems they are now in your hands. So here goes.....
Please bring me a man.
No, no not just ANY man.
I must be more specific otherwise you'd just drop Kevin Federline, Spencer Pratt or Tiger Woods at my front door.
And Lord knows that ALL women deserve better than the above.
So I'm here to give you a few guidelines so that it's easier for you to bring Mr. Almost Perfect into my life.
I'll try to keep it short, but I make no guarantees.
Please, keep in mind these are JUST guidelines.
I'd much prefer him to be tall, handsome and have dimples for days.
A little rough around the edges, but cleans up nice.
Ambitious. Which doesn't mean he must one day be a big rig on Wall Street but I'd prefer he not be a convenient store clerk or a drug dealer.
Have a vehicle.
Have a job.
Be 30 or under.
Must make me laugh.
And I'd really like it if he had a nice last name, for my future children's benefit. lol
I promise to this man that you are bringing me that he will NEVER in a million years have to drive a minivan and I think that's a pretty spectacular promise.
So please 2010, be on the lookout.
That is all.