- My tactic of adding someone to my "Favorites" list in the hopes that he will see I have my eye on him, read my profile, decide I am fantastic, and email ME first so that I don't have to initiate contact myself has finally worked! This morning I received a message with the subject line, "You favorited me!" Unfortunately, when I looked at his profile, I remembered reading it before, but I did NOT remember why I clicked that "Favorite" button. He is NOT my favorite. Was I drunk? (It's possible, I suppose...)
- The reruns trend continues. A lanky hipster furniture designer just clicked some button or other to indicate some mild level of interest in me (that was vague, I realize, but I don't understand this dumb new "Daily 5" thing Catch dot Mom is doing, and if I don't understand it, then surely those of you who've never ventured into this nonsense won't either). Anyway, so he indicated some type of interest (whatever saying "I'm interested" from the Daily 5 list actually means). That's all well and good; I'm flattered and all that. But I distinctly remember attempting to communicate with this same lanky hipster furniture designer on meMarmony a while back, and he did NOT reply. What gives, lanky hipster? I'm perplexed.
- I just expanded the age range for my search parameters by two years and guess who else popped up in my results? This guy. You know... the one who clearly must live at my neighborhood Target store, given the ease and frequency with which I run into him there? I could send him a wink, just to be funny. Who knows? Maybe we'd actually hit it off better this time around. Then again, why confine ourselves to the mysteries of online communication? Surely we'll see each other at Target again any day now. (Note to self: wash your hair.)
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Is it December yet?
Do you know what? I think I'm actually running out of dating stories. Wait. Scratch that. It would take me FAR more than a month to run out of dating stories. I have only run out of funny or alarming dating stories. Or so it seems at the moment. I'm sure I'll think of more eventually. Meanwhile, a few Catch dot Mom updates...