I've decided to use an online dating site. I think online dating is one of the absolute best things that has ever happened to the world. I can't think of anything better than smorgasboarding my way thru a bunch of men's photos and reading their witty little "about me" sections. I'm shopping for wieners. It's a beautiful thing.
The downside to online dating is spending a butt load of my time filling out sections about myself...what I'm all about and what I'm looking for, just to get bombarded with messages from men that don't even come close to matching the specifications I have ever so carefully laid out there for all to see. I have a pretty easy set of parameters...tall, Caucasian, older, don't have children, don't want children, loves animals and music, is spiritual, basically healthy, and local. It is a fact that most people don't even read your profile. They just look at your picture and send you a wink or a hello. The process does test your patience and kindness because if you are like me, you respond to all the messages you get and let them know that they are not a match for you because of one thing or another...and let me tell you it can be challenging to not be like "what the fuck is your deal man?" when some shirtless, half naked, hat on backwards, punk ass looking mother fucker sends you a run on sentence riddled with spelling errors and no punctuation.
Anyway...I had a dream last night that I was meeting my new boyfriend's parents and we were up north somewhere and it was snowing outside and the cats were with me and they were excited and I was excited and everyone was happy and it was a really nice dream. I'm ready to make that a reality, except the cats won't be traveling with me. Unfortunately.
