I am so relieved that Joe Boring from Missouri can't e-mail me that we're perfect together, despite the fact that he didn't graduate from 8th grade, and is 21 with 3 kids from 2 women.
My horoscope said to "do something dramatic to start over like deleting all your online dating profiles", and not that I ever listen to my horoscope, let alone read it....but I was so inspired to just say F-it...so I got rid of them! The last was chemistry.com- Each experience was a bad one, and honestly, I don't think you can truly meet people online. It's all about that 'hmm...' feeling when you meet someone in person, and you can't 'Hmm...' online.
I find it really ironic that people don't read the profiles. I guess expecting men to actually read something is silly on my part. Men? Read? Although the swinger wife who wanted to set me up with her husband 'You're perfect for each other, and I like you too' didn't read either.
And I got e-mailed a bit by the 'guy with flair' from Office Space...which will go down in my 'interesting people I met' list, but other than that...Dork.
And the only guy I actually hit it off with enough to date stood me up. Talk about first impressions...
Sigh. Maybe I should e-mail that swinger couple. At least they looked nice.
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Dude, you don't want to swing. That's why I broke up with the Clown. Well, that and the shoes. The nose didn't help either.
You heard it here first, boys: Sara is offline and available for wooing!
After those experiences, we might as well alert the womyn too: Come and get her girls!
I am prepared for the onslaught of wooing!
Men, Hyperion, not women. Not even if you spell them Womyn.
And Tracy? I think there's a group for clown-addicts, but I've never heard of a swinging clown addict. Must be a Maine thing.
Dude, I'm NOT an addict! ONE clown relationship does NOT make me an addict!
Besides, I only found out he was a clown after we went out. It's not like I was all hot and heavy after a guy in a clown costume.
Jeez, you date one clown and your tarred for life....
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