I need a boyfriend.

I enjoy my alone time. Although from time to time I can be overwhelmed with feelings of loneliness, when it comes down to it, over and over, I find myself preferring to be alone. I have many friends who enjoy doing many things, and I'm just not down. I'd rather sit on my comfy red couch, watching OnDemand and other shit I have recorded on my DVR, admiring my pretty wonderful apartment, thinking about going out and doing things, and just chillaxing. Sometimes I feel like I'm missing out, but I'd rather not spend money doing bullshit things like getting drunk and eating, and instead just enjoy being me with me. Don't get me wrong, sometimes I can't stand it and need to get up and do something or go somewhere. But everytime I do it or get there, the only thing I can think about is how much longer until I am home.