It's either I laugh or I cry...

I thought it was about time I shared a little bit of what's been going on thus far with my extreme dating experiment. Within hours of my first post someone contacted me who definitely had potential; delightfully quirky potential. We exchanged a few very lengthy messages and while I didn't exactly pour my heart out to this guy, I actually answered questions like: Tell me about your fears? What's your favorite time of day? In my experience this is not your standard get-to-know-you material. There were some cute, flirty comments that actually made me blush. I did mention I can be a giddy girl at times, right? Yeah, just messaging this dude got me all worked up. Obviously, you can never really know until you meet someone in real life, but he seemed genuinely sweet, a bit shy and kind of adorable. After about a week, I suggested we should get together. 

 Let’s pause for a moment for a word of advice for any online dating newbies out there. Some of you may be thinking: after only a week? Here’s the deal…if you feel a bit of chemistry with someone online, do meet sooner rather than later. Trust me on this one. An odd thing tends to happen when you communicate with someone over weeks or months solely online. You get lost in fantasy land. I'm not saying I do this or anything but you may start imagining things like making out in the park or laying around in bed having intense conversations into the wee hours. You turn this person into the perfect whatever is you want them to be. Unfortunately reality doesn’t always play out that way after you meet in real life. So yeah…get the actual meeting over and done with to lessen any prospective damage.

Alright I’ve digressed enough for one blog post, back to my tale. He seemed a bit nervous but made several comments including that he “really, really” wanted to meet me. We eventually settled on a day and then…he just disappeared. Literally, he deleted his online profile, right after sending me a message full of happy exclamation points and further reiterating his desire to meet.  I went online two hours later to respond and his profile was gone. Um. Okay. He’d given me his number in a previous message so I texted him. Hey, I said I was going to pursue the hell out of these folks, right? Honestly, it was shocking and I actually expected to hear something. Well, I got nothing folks. No text. Nothing. I find the whole situation a bit perplexing and strange. Seriously.  What the hell just happened?!?!  *DEEP BREATHS*

The most exciting thing about my pursuits to date has been that I finally get to refer to my spreadsheet! Here's the breakdown. I've messaged fourteen dudes since June and heard back from two. In one case he was polite enough about answering my questions but wasn't asking me any...so yeah...I realized pretty quickly he wasn't interested. The other person had quick matched me so I sent him a message and got a brief one line answer. Yep. Moving on.

 All this leads up to the fact that, She Who Dates needs some comic relief. Enter this gem of a Jezebel article, When Beer Goggles Aren’t Your Only Problem. Enjoy!