Yelling at friends

Well another day and another story. I sometimes can't believe how comedic my life can be at times. Since this dialog keeps coming up, I keep writing about it because it is at the forefront of my mind. I was on the phone last night with a really close friend of mine. We were arguing about eharmony, well actually about dating in general. I was almost to the point of yelling at her because I just want her to keep at something and not lose heart. You see she is a beautiful, talented, spiritual woman. ( Like so many of my friends) and yet can't seem to get a guy to respond to her. THIS WOMAN IS PHENOMENAL. So why aren't you men giving her the chance. But really it was funny, because she is stubborn and well I can be that way too, so I was not backing down, and I was telling her that she really need to read this book, she said she was behind already with reading so I told her to get a book on tape, well she said she would fall asleep. Sometimes I think I get so pumped up about something and I want my friends to get that way as well. But it doesn't always work that way. Oh well, it probably won't be the last time we disagree, and yet we don't let it ruin our friendship. Instead she is crafty! Oh yes, she mentions men for me! She has always been one to mention a guy to me, and before I have been against blind dates. But this year I am still single, and dateless, and well hey, you only live once, so I actually said she could set me up on as many blind dates as she wanted. I blame this crazy behavior on the fact that I hit my head really hard a couple of days ago on a the edge of a metal drawer( yes and i gashed my head, and it hurts!) So obviously this has caused some brain damage. She could not believe I said she could do it either. And I think we hung up shortly after because she didn't want me to change my mind. ( I am an INFP, I do that from time to time!) But needless to say I am determined to find my friend someone as well. After all she does for her friends, and guy would be crazy not to want her.