Contrary to popular belief, I’m not a big fan of online dating. But I AM single, and I like to date. I would like to ultimately find a partner. I don’t really meet people in my day to day life, so … online it is. There are definitely good, nice, normal people out there. I have to keep reminding myself of that fact on days when I get messages like this one:
Hello, how are you? I’ll be honest with you, I’m married and looking for a mistress. I use that term loosely but it seems to work. Someone to get to know, talk to, if there is chemistry then see where it goes. If you’re interested in talking and giving a handsome, adulterous man a chance let me know. Might be surprised. Hope to hear from you. :)
Or this one:
Hi there, you look and sound like a real cutie !! I’d love to hear more about you. I was pretty sure I was going to email you and then I stumbled upon your Q&A question stating that you are extremely ticklish :) I happen to be an expert Tickler my dear !! I even did research on the healing power of laughter and the ticklish response during my BA in psychology. I’d love to show you first hand (or rather first foot) the wonderful things I learned :)
Just because tomorrow is a city-wide snow day doesn’t mean I’ll sleep with you. Ugh sometimes guys are the worst.
Why is it that the minute someone becomes slightly unavailable, my interest level skyrockets?
I ushered in the new year with new friends, delicious dinner and drinks, music and dancing. Not a bad way to get this party started. Not sorry at all to see the last of 2013. Excited for all the possibilities ahead of me!
Love me some stats!
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 9,500 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 4 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.
Click here to see the complete report.
I said I was going to focus on me and what makes me happy… instead I find myself thinking about the past and going over what if’s and if only’s. It’s not healthy, it’s not fun, and it’s not productive. I think I’m finally understanding that no amount of wishing is going to change reality. Sometimes you have to make mistakes, knowing full well they are mistakes, in order to move on.
This was a business school lesson that holds true for life– fail. Learn from your failures. Keep trying and do better. I’ve done a lot of failing in 2013. I’ve also learned a lot. And I guess the only thing left for me to do is to keep on plugging away.