Step One...picking a service. I hopped on eharmony last night just to refresh my recollection, I started the process, and some 25 minutes later, I had finished their damn personality profile. I don't think I will register with them, but still reminded me of how much work the cultivation of a dating profile is.
The weird part about eharmony is the lack of personal stuff it asks...I mean it asks personal stuff, but not say, favorite books...authors...music. That stuff matters to me. I mean yea personality matters, but so what if we have nothing to talk about because you like Lil Wayne and think that Dan Brown is the Dostoyevsky of our generation? Not to mention what if you are just weird, that inexplicable weirdness that no matter how emotionally available the person is exists.
Sigh. Well I know this is work, and I am willing to put the time in, but I get so damn tired of picking four adjectives to describe myself! Fuck if I know what other people think of when they think of me.
Oh well, just a rant, and I am sure tonight I will put more time and energy into the process. But I wish a dude would just magically pop into my life and wanna be my boyfriend, it would just make things so much easier!
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