Oh that’s right… video dating! Which brings me to the next point: please don’t tell me you “like having fun.” Of course you like having fun, everyone likes fun. It’s painful for me to watch that segment of this video but otherwise? Absolutely hilarious.
Category Archives: Dating & Relating
E-Dating #10: More messages you shouldn’t have sent me
I’m sorry but this is just more than I can take… some of you guys really set yourselves up to wind up on my blog. At least you can take comfort in the fact I’m not posting your photos or usernames on here… yet.
E-Dating isn’t pretty
The problem with the e-dating posts is that typically, someone winds up offended about the way I relay my side of the story to the internet at large. So if you’re one of those dudes who followed up reading about our date on here with a sassy email telling me what’s what, calm down. It’s …
E-Dating #9: Some Dates I Never Mentioned
The problem with this e-dating thing is that occassionally I make the mistake of venturing out of the safety of my little bed-nest to meet strangers. In public. You know what that means, right? Stories of dates I tried to forget about.
E-Dating #8: This isn’t working
My membership to the paid dating site I joined earlier this year will be ending soon, and I’ve got to say that may have been one of the worst $120 investments I’ve ever made. I met three people, none of whom anything significant panned out with. (For the record all three were pretty nice guys, …
E-Dating #7: The Free vs. The Fertile
I am sort of at an impass with the whole internet dating thing. See, I’m torn. Paysites rob me of some unfair lump sum, but provide a decent number of profiles made by people that are seriously interested in starting something meaningful. There’s a downside: everyone is over 27 and has “definitely” or “someday” next …
E-Dating #6: A dash of *headdesk*
It’s been about a month since last I gave you a case of the LOLz based solely off my sweet dating site experiences. Let’s visit another installment of sweet messages that made my eyebrows go up and my hopes of meeting a cool dude shrivel up even more, shall we?