making mountains out of mole hills

I have a knack for drama. Creating something from nothing. Blowing everything out of proportion and letting my wild imagination run amuck until I go crazy with too many options and choices and I can't figure anything out with a solid answer.

This is what happens when I am unable to run, to exercise, to have an activity planned. I'm in shock. I don't know what to do with myself. Where do I go? What do I have to do? Absolutely nothing. TnT season is over. Dodgeball is over. I'm injured and can't run, bike, or any other impact exercise. This absolutely sucks.

What could be worse than sitting around on my ass and thinking of things to do with my time? Trying to set up dates. And this activity is even more stressful and agitating. Am I agitated now? Yes, I am.

This whole match.com ridiculous dating frenzy that I dove into is becoming a waste of time. I had one date and what could have been a possible second date with this person. When he asked for a second date, I had to reschedule to another day. Now, he hasn't responded back. I'm tearing myself apart for no reason other than to hear a reason from him. I need to chill out. Guy #2 finally writes and corresponds with me two sentences per email per week. If you're not interested or can't hold a simple conversation, say so! Guy #3 is so bold as to act stalker like and "wink" at me a bunch of times to get some sort of response from me. I send him an automated "no, thanks" response. He sends me a huffy email. Rejection. Get used to it.

Then there's the annoying rebound ex who thrives on my attention yet acts like a bastard child when I don't agree with him. He needs to get back on my IM ignore list.