I kind of hate myself for using a Britney Spears song for a post title, but it had to be done.
I joined an online dating site. Again. It’s like I’ve forgotten what happened last time.
It seems like every two years, I decide that it’s a good idea and to have another go at it. The site I joined is one I’ve been on before. I never had any luck with it in the past. Last time I was on it, I was active on and off for a year and a half. A considerable amount of time. I never had a date, the only responses to my profile were “Hey – wanna chat” and “What’s up – you’re hot”. Both are not-so-subtle code for “Let’s fuck”.
Which is all fine and dandy, except when you’re actually looking for a relationship. I knew then (and I know even more so now), that fun is fun, but it will take away the drive to finding something meaningful. Why try to find someone when the hole is already being filled (literally and figuratively).
So, here I am. The good news is, I’m sure to have loads of blog fodder over the next however-long. The bad news is, the one guy I met already (who seemed like he was going to be a lot of fun) turned out to be a huge disappointment. C’est la vie. Apparently.
I’m going to meet Dude #2 today, hopefully, he doesn’t turn out to be a dud like the one from Friday. He’s either really sweet or needy. If I have a choice between a Stage 5 Clinger and Mr. Cold Cycle, I think I’d take cold cycle. At least they give you room to breathe, even if you’re fuming the entire time. I’m really just not into asphyxiation.
Wish me luck, guys. I think I need it!