Homing device

I have just returned from a very long night partying. After tutoring, I went to a wedding in Monsey, missed my chavrusa's vort :( , went to someone else's vort becuase my ride back into Brooklyn had to stop off to say Mazal Tov at 1:20 am! And here I am, 2:00 am, sitting at the computer screen letting off steam. And I wonder why I will miss Shachris tommorow morning. (Now that I am reminded, I must make up the Daf tommorow). At the unexpected vort, which was on its last legs by the time we got there, an old lady decided to pick a conversation with me. I politely listened since I am not good at ignoring people, even though sometimes I should, because when they ramble and spew garbage it can affect me. One thing stook out, which I can't tell if it is a Jewish thought or not, but it sounds intelligent, is that there are people, animals, and humans. She also said shalom means respect, which I don't know if that is true in Jewish thought. Be what may, it was an unnerving conversation. (Maybe if she would have been a cute chick instead of an old hag, I would have appreciated it more).
On the way up to Monsey, I heard a great shiur by R' Frand about Lashon Hara and on Teshuva. He is really a dynamic speaker. His words reach to the soul. I really admire him and wish to emulate what he advocates.
I still have not recieved a return phone call from the director of the camp I am trying to get a job as a councelor. I hate it when I have no control. Somethings demand for control and power and somethings are just out of my hands. It is becoming a pain in the neck to decifer the diffrence.
An update on the date. I must pick her up from the airport and entertain her for a two dates back to back, and then take her back to the airport the next day. How's that for a fun time. Besides the fact I don't even have any attachment to her yet. I don't understand why G-d couldn't create one person that I would know for certain this is my destined one. Sort of like a homing device that would go off at age 20 something and viola, instant marriage material. The homing device that I have, goes off at so many different girls that it is giving me a headache. Notwithstanding the discomfort I am causing those poor females by gawking at them. It would of been better off for us all. But who am I to question G-d, I'm sure he knows what he is doing, he's been creating the world for a few thousand years. As was put by a fellow blogger, "It is yuckifying".