Comments | aristophanes: It's the same in here...

aristophanes

It's the same in here...

Mar 11, 2007 23:40

(10:01:55 AM) Picard: So you mean, she told you at the end of the meeting?
(10:02:07 AM) Picard: It’s not you it’s me?
(10:02:26 AM) Riker: not quite, over email
(10:02:53 AM) Picard: And you weren’t surprised?
(10:03:12 AM) Riker: no
(10:03:27 AM) Riker: i mean i did email her first
(10:03:30 AM) Riker: the following day
(10:03:40 AM) Picard: Let ( Read more... )

imz

Comments 3

mdm_sosostris March 12 2007, 06:57:15 UTC

I'm sorry--I know it's slightly stalkerish that I still check up on your blog every so often--but that was some funny shit. This

You just wrote something that never confirmed nor denied the lack of chemistry.

is the kind of thing that made me give up internet dating altogether. I have no right to offer any sort of advice (being as I am not only a complete bitch, but also stupid enough to have fallen in love with a married man mere months after you and I slept together); however, I think the good captain might have a point. There are a staggering number of people who insist they'd rather be told the truth than blown off, whereas those with the huevos to tell said truth seem to be in short supply. Why is that?

Veracity, by the way, is an outstanding synonym. See also: frankness, straightforwardness, candor.

/unsolicited input

aristophanes March 12 2007, 15:43:13 UTC

I think in the realm of online dating (meeting, hooking up, what have you) there is a larger than normal group of folks that attempt to...cover up their real life faults or limitations. They see it as a chance to be that person they always thought they could be (or once were) online ( ... )

mdm_sosostris March 12 2007, 17:34:43 UTC

Duly "friended." (Christ, that is so not a verb. Plus it sounds like a pale euphemism for something much more interesting.)

No, that makes sense. For me, I tended to treat the whole process like a competitive sport. Whether I liked $RANDOMONLINEPERSON or not mattered far less than if s/he liked me. If s/he did like me, I won. Kinda like job interviews.

I also did a crappy job of figuring out what I wanted while I was actively "dating." So I got relationships when I wanted sex, sex when I wanted intimacy, and stalked when I suggested we "just be friends." (Okay, that only happened once. It was enough, though.) The whole thing is a nightmare of mixed signals and social floundering. Blech.