ugh.

update: Corey is a deusch. A Deusch who STOOD ME UP. Screw dating. This blows.

I'm back.

Guess whoooos backkk!? Yep. After a convincing "give it another go" speech.. I bit the bullet and signed up for another month. I mean.. it is the Holidays after all. And no one likes to be lonely at Christmas.

Meet Corey. He's the Athletic Director of Elon University. Masters from ECU and seems rather promising. He lives in Burlington, which is kind of a far ( not really THAT bad) trek.. but it's not the end of the world. We have been texting/emailing back and forth for about 4 days and if there is any actual chemistry in person- this could be a good one.

Drinks tonight at 7- wish me luck :) :)

eff dating.

Wow. I really suck at keeping up with blogs. I swear, once upon a time- I was on top of blogging.

Let's see- where to begin? Well, the original DB made a brief comeback the past couple of weeks but I see his demise coming any day now. He has trouble blurring lines. I have trouble putting up with him blurring lines.

The online dating sites have been pretty freakin lame-o lately. The only one that has had any promise at all also works in radio and has two side jobs. Ya know what that equals? Two people who will have no time to actually date eachother. Go figure. He seems super nice- but takes FOREVER to text back.. like hours. I miss the days of dating with out cell phones. Coming home to check your answering machine just HOPING for that message from the boy you like. Wait, wait, wait. What am I talking about? I wasn't born for those days. Must have seen it in the movies. Sure would be nice, though.

I'm trying to stay optimistic. I am. I really am. Did that not sound convincing? Hmmph.

DB recap

a quick recap of the downfall of DB #1:

DB: you've been ignoring my calls :(
Me: Yes. You are correct.
DB: But why?
Me: Seriously? You need me to spell it out for you?
DB: I mean.. I just thought you'd be a little appreciative that I was honest. Obviously not.
Me: Is this a joke? You can't be serious.
DB: I really miss you. You're a great girl. and I feel bad about what I did. Can't you see it from
my point of view. I had to be honest. You should understand.
Me: No. no. no. Honest would have been a before the fact kind of deal. Not after.
DB: Yeah. But me and that girl are over. If you had answered my calls for the past two weeks,
I could have told you that.
Me: Ohhh. I see. That makes perfect sense. In that case.. we can totally be together. NOT.
There's no going back now.
DB: OKAY! well, then let's move forward!
ME: You are a deush. I forgive you for being a deush. But I don't forget.
DB: Okay! When you're ready to see this from my point of view.. please call me.
Me: Will do.. but don't hold your breath, sucka!

And that is that. Another one bites the dust.

yeaaaa

Well, Folks. It's probably a good thing I didn't have much of a connection with any of those foolio's on Match. It seems that my free time is going to be few and far between these days. Unless of course you know someone who wants a girlfriend who can only see someone once a month. You let me know.

I got Nothin'.

What a lame-o week on Match. I just may have worn out my winks. Seriously- only like two incoming winks and neither of interest.

Although- the original DB has called now THREE times in the past week with no answer from me? What is he thinking? and DB#2 (Sabs cousin) sent a random text "Hey stranger. (yes, stranger, indeed.) How are you?" PASS.

I think I need to up my A game with this online dating bit. Let's go over a few rules:

- MUST be over 5 foot 7. I'm 5'5" and with heels, about 5'8. Shorties need not apply.
- MUST have a J-O-B. And, by job- I mean one that pays.
- MUST never, ever, ever order a strawberry dacquiri on a date.
- MUST not be bipolar. Pick a personality and stick to it!

and Last but not Least:
- Must be able to handle someone who likes to turn hobbies into careers. (i.e.- no real time to date- pencil you in three weeks from now? Perfect- cya then.)

Oh.. did I mention..

The original DB called me on Saturday night while I was out downtown for a
bachelorette party. Yeah. I couldn't believe it either. I did not answer of course, but I almost wish I did so I could have been a complete and utter Bia to get back at him.

Sorry pal, but my life is now a DB-free zone.