According to my good friend, here are the qualities I need to look for in a guy:

Holds a stable job making more than 150K a year.
Apparently, I am a spoiled brat and I need a guy that can spoil me. I don't know about that. I don't expect a guy to buy me the expensive shoes, purses, etc. That's why I have my own job -- so I can buy the stuff I want for myself.

Is devoted to Tammy... and only Tammy.
Well, sure, who doesn't want a significant other who is devoted to them? Only I don't want to be smothered (think Johnson *shudder*). Sorry. Kind of need a guy who is also passionate about bettering themselves be it through career or hobbies.

No drama in his life (i.e. stable family background and grounded).
This one I get. I have enough drama in my life as it is. At the same time, it's kind of hard (and boring) to have someone with no drama.

Preferably Asian (concession to my parents).
Ha ha ha ha ha.

Smart, graduate degree preferred.
I don't base intelligence by degrees. Sure looks nice on paper, though.

Likes dogs.
Agreed.

Drives a nice car and willing to share in a yuppie lifestyle.
We can fix the car thing later. =P As for being a yuppie, I never really thought of myself as such but when I REALLY think about it, I suppose I am.

Age compatibility: plus 7, minus 2 only. (Ages 22-31)
Whatever. Age is just a number. As long as he's not old enough to be my father or too young to drink legally. *shudder*

Height -- must be taller. Tall enough that I have to tiptoe to kiss him, but not so tall that I have to stand on a chair to kiss him.
Yes, must be taller. Not sure I agree with the rest of it. As long as I can wear heels and still be shorter, I'm good.

Loves sports, preferably Cal.
I can fix this, too.

Someone who is tough at work, but a puppy at home with me.
I don't get this one at all, so if anyone could explain it to me, it would be much appreciated.

On discussing a guy that is "kinda" interested in me:

TJ: But if you change your ways and become a docile, nice lady... he is definitely interested.
TH: DOCILE?!

What am I? Some sort of animal??

I am ashamed (not really, actually) to admit that I love Danity Kane's new single Damaged. I think it has a great, catchy beat and who hasn't related to these lyrics at some point?

Do, Do you got a first aid kit handy?
Do, do you know how to patch up a wound, tell me
Are, are, are you, are you patient, understanding?
'Cause I might need some time to clear the hole in my heart and I
I tried every remedy and nothing seems to work for me

Damaged, Damaged, Damaged, Damaged
I thought that I should let you know
That my heart is
Damaged, Damaged, so damaged, so damaged
And you can blame the one before

So how you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it?
How you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it? [baby, I gotta know]

I think I've come up with a solution on how to "fix it." Check it out:

Sadly, my iPod passed away this morning. It lived a long, healthy 4 years. A moment of silence, please.

I was at the gym this morning about half way through my work out and suddenly, my iPod stops working. It just freezes up. There is an older man on the elliptical machine next to me who is breathing quite heavily, so I am quite anxious to have my iPod fixed so I can drown him out. Unfortunately for me, there is nothing that I could do to fix it.

You know how your iPod shows the Apple icon when you restart your iPod? Well, it did that. Then, instead of proceeding on to show me my menu, I get this:

Yep. My iPod had just informed me that it had died. Look at the Xs for eyes!

Even in my sadness over losing such a close friend, I can't help but be amused by this icon. I was told by my iPod quite bluntly that it was dead.