I’ve decided, yet again, that I’m tired of being manless. Not that I don’t have plenty of men in my life, I do. But they are all of the relative, gay boyfriend, teacher, friend, doctor, lawyer, indian chief variety. I mean a man friend. And not a man friend “like that”, I have a few of those too. I mean someone I can go to the movies with, a ballgame, dinner, yanno, like a real live woman. As in, a DATE. I am not looking to get married or raise their chirren or anything like that, but it would be nice to have someone to hang out with that doesn’t involve late night texts and running back to work after lunch with my panties in my purse.
Over a year ago was my first attempt back into the dating world. Apparently I forgot about what a travesty it was and have gone and done it again. I wrote about it at another site I used to write at, and since I couldn’t find my draft and it appears I have been wiped from that site like a bad rash, here’s a terribly cropped version of my screen shot of it.
Pretty much all of this holds true today, but be prepared gentle reader, because there’s MORE. I am in online dating hell. And I can’t wait to start telling you about it.
Until next time, here’s my blast from the not so distant past …
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