Sep 06, 2008 18:10
Well, children. With both the Crack Doctor and the Co-worker (whom Mason and I have nicknamed Captain Hooter, though not at all for the reasons you're thinking) turning out to be duds on the "into me" front, desperate measures must be taken.
I must descend into the true heart of hell, a place so brutal and harrowing that you're lucky to escape with your wits intact. The rewards can be great, but only the strong survive.
That's right. I'm going back to online dating.
I've been thinking about it off and on since I moved here, but I'd been waiting to see how the overseas thing was going to play out. It's still up in the air, but I definitely want it to happen sooner rather than later. For that reason I'm not looking for anything serious. Just to meet some nice guys (though maybe a little less "nice" than the ones I dated in Austin, zzzzzzz) and have a few laughs and do some new things around the city.
I'm too old for Nerve now, mentally if not physically. Match is just too much information to slog through. Unfortunately I'm not qualified for JDate. So I guess I'll try eHarmony again. At least I feel like some effort has gone into the selection there, even if the matches are completely random (I think that whole "compatibility matching" thing is a load of hooey). But if it turns into All Engineers, All the Time again, I'm going to have some words for Dr. Neil Clark Warren.