I think the main reason why love stinks is because you can't make people fall in love with you. If not that, then it's impossibly difficult to persuade someone to fall in love with you. Or at least in my experience, I have a better chance of being elected president of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol than I have of persuading someone to fall in love with me. Since that's the case, I have to go through the heart-braking, time-consumming mess of finding someone who will fall in love with me on their own. With there being a population of 6 billion -- half women -- then the chances of finding some one who will fall in love with me on their own should be pretty good. But my real life expereince tells me that I have a much better chance of winning the lotto even though I don't play the lotto!

So there ya go. Love continues to stink, life continues to suck, and I'll probably be alone forever. And yes I am aware that many of you may disagree with that conclusion. But even so, that's just how my current way of thinking works. It's a world without consensus, you know!