When's recycle day again?

Last night, my dad Darius informed me that I was "recycling" again. Recycling is one of our words to describe the process of reanalyzing the possibility of dating someone who has already been eliminated. For example, years back I was friends with an awesome guy- let us call him Fairweather, and I thought about dating him. He's pretty amazing so there were lots of positives; However, the negatives outweighed them. Sadly, Fairweather was eliminated. Done. Topic closed. Yet, with "recycling" the subject was reopened a few years later and all of a sudden Fairweather was back on the list of possibilities. Roughly the same positives and the same negatives were involved, the only difference was that he had less hair and my student loans were higher. The beauty of recycling is that the same junk is run through a machine, squished up, torn apart, and expected to make white paper. It never does unless you bleach it, but by this point I don't know what happened to my metaphor.