Internet dating just bytes
It premiered on November 12, 2012."They used to tank cod from Alaska all the way to China. By the time the codfish reached China, the flesh was mush and tasteless.So this guy came up with the idea that if you put these cods in these big vats, put some catfish in with them and the catfish will keep the cod agile. The seemingly great guy from Bumble that I never actually met? Tall ones, short ones, fat ones, skinny ones, cute ones, not so cute ones, quirky ones and just about every other option out there. We spoke a little about the upcoming weekend that I would be in town and that he wouldn’t have his son with him.
I think I was a bit too gung-ho about this whole ‘get back out there’ thing. Put a profile up one site to sort of test the waters. Why did I feel the need to join three sites at the same time? By labor intensive of course I mean that I can’t just sit back and wait for random hotties to come banging down my door to date them. I just have to wait and see who they throw out at me and then decide what i want to do with them. Did everyone hook up over Valentine’s Day and no-one notified me that every decent looking/acting guy in town was ‘on a break’? I do believe I’m going to regret allowing my inner food whore to overpower my common sense.
He texts me Friday morning to see if I was in town this weekend, as I’ve been away the past 3 weekends. The most annoying part is that, just for a millisecond, I allowed myself to get a little excited that he wanted to see me again. I will NEVER understand the ‘penpal’ mentality of so many people online. On my never ending quest to evolve and stop being such a whiny baby, I am trying to be an adult about some thing. The one who checked in on me the entire time he was dating said train wreck? I always kind of knew in the back of my mind that he was playing with me. We spoke a bit about my vacation home as well and how I would love to take him there at some point in the future as it is in a place that he hasn’t been in 10 years and was looking forward to going back to.
Not always the best way to go about (or not go about as the case may be) things. The one who started a ‘relationship’ with (aka, slept with her) the day before we were supposed to meet? Yes, I know “fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me”. I was very much looking forward to spending some quality time with him as all our prior dates were pretty much 2 hours long. We hadn’t spoken about any specific plans for the weekend, but I let him know that I was looking forward to it and he replied in kind.
As the universe, and several select big mouthed friends have suggested (and by suggested, I mean they full on insult me and think nothing of it), I need to expand my horizons when considering men. Anywhoo, remember that awesome 9 part text I received on Saturday morning? Anyway, he tells me all the complicated ins and outs of his personal and work life and I decided, because I’m the queen of bad decisions and giving people the benefit of the doubt, that I can deal with this.
And although I know full well that it had nothing to do with ‘me’, it still made me feel like shit. This time, however, I have not written in a while because I have A LOT going on. I have 3, count ’em, 3 whopping bachelors to fill you in on. I really do care more about personality, kindness and intelligence more than looks. One of my favorite (and by favorite, I mean annoying) habits is to overthink things. I do NOT recommend this as a way to live your life. Cheryl, one of my lovely (and apparently bored) followers has asked for an update on Mr. As I try my best to oblige (and really have nothing better to do), here ya’ go! While I don’t agree with this and feel that people don’t give their kids enough credit for ‘knowing what’s going on’, it’s not my place to say, I’m not a mom.