Glad you were able to eat, Yep. Hope tomorrow is better.
((Sophia))
Such a lot of excitement, Scrappy! I hope your birthday is more fun than you expect.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Glad you were able to eat, Yep. Hope tomorrow is better.
((Sophia))
Such a lot of excitement, Scrappy! I hope your birthday is more fun than you expect.
Cereal is good, Tep. I find it cures a lot of ills.
I realize I am not a typical dater on these online places, but I am floored by people on a regular basis.
- entire "about me" section a list of what they are looking for. "A woman who is honest, caring, open-hearted......."
- A million opening sentences of "I am a great nice guy" or variant therefore. Well, if you don't say yourself. Not for nothing, but that is a useless sentence.
- a string of words of things they like or like to do, no punctuation, just list of words.
So many profiles are so generic. It's really exhausting. Everyone likes the outdoors, travel, laughing. Blah. The word "gentleman" is a total red flag for me.
Just read one "looking for a woman who knows how to treat a man" fuck no dude.
Timelies all!
Realizing just how lucky I am to have found Gary. Don't think I could deal with online dating services.
Jeez, y'all are not making me any more eager to date. Disclaimer: that would take a lot at this point. Point is, I feel more justified in my antipathy to the whole process, I guess. But good luck to those of you out there looking for love or whatever! I really am staggeringly optimistic in my hopes for happiness for people who aren't me.
Not that I can't be happy, but I doubt my happiness involves dating.
This post brought to you by finishing last night's wine while in the bath after a 5k. I'm pretty relaxed.
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Well it is 6:30 at night and the guy that I am supposed to have brunch/lunch with tomorrow has not contacted me with a place, so that may not actually be happening.
Hm.
Bless the neighbor who introduced me to casal Garcia rosé with aperol or Campari. My whole house got cleaned on a bottle.