In a peepless land

So...I'm here in the cold and I feel like I never left. It is so dark and so dank and so polite and so lonely. I have friends here, and to those friends who are reading this thank you so much...I don't know what I'd do without you! What Minnesota is lacking is 'peeps'. Can a brotha get a peep? I hate living a country length drive away from my peeps.
My ride back was pretty nice. My car smells like kitty litter and kim-chee. The two, when combined in exactly the right proportion, equal ass.
So, I realized on my drive that I have NO drive to have a relationship with anyone. What the hell is wrong with me? Was my last relationship so scaring that I threw in the towel at age 21?! I think about it, and I don't want to spend all the time, and put in all the effort, and feel all the stuff. Am I a mutant? Over the break my friend Krystal asked if I was worried about ending up alone. Of course I said yes...but...um...what would be so bad about it?
My iPod is broken...figures.