Looking for Mr. Right...

I just used that neat-o title to suck the reader in. Mission accomplished! Actually i'm not a complete liar, i'm in search of something, but its not Mr. Right. I've actually been on a 3 year extensive search for a hobby. Living in a small town sorta limits spontaneous goodtimes from occuring; however, repetitive attempts at 'fun' are rampant. So...i figured i should pick up on a hobby...something like painting, yogalates (just cause pure yoga is kinda strange and very iffy..so mixing it up with pilates will hopefuly take away the nonesense-lets get fit-spriritual energy), fatal martial arts (is there such thing?..watever..u get it...like killing someone by pressing on their forehead or something), blogging, learning a new language (something strange that no one would suspect me to know like Pashtu, Belorussian, Nepalese, Yoruba, Afrikaans, etc. I'd work for the government as an official eves-dropper..i think the name is spy, or i'd casually mention my capabilities at the social event of the year and then get scooped up to live as a queen in a foreign country and save them from eternal damnation cause no one else could communicate with them).
I've sorta slowed down on my rigourous search for a hobby....until i came across this: Dodge Ball-Women's Recreational League. Every Thursday 6-10. $21. That spoke volumes to me...goodtimes, goodtiming, descent price....overall fun. Although the thought of a bunch of soccer mom's who were x-college athletes is sorta scary..i think its worth a try. I might go with a friend to lessen the probability of getting my a** kicked by some 48 year old woman thats so stressed out at her dead end job and her only outlet is dodgeball cause it reminds her of the good ol' times living in a trailer and attending the local highschool in small town hicks-ville.
I might go..i might not...we'll see..the class starts April 20th. I might have something important to do...like sleep.....i think i'll get up and do that right now actually.