sarcastic and caustic look at online dating and the life of single-doom.

2008

what to write? I’m off the Online Dating train and can’t say i miss the stress of it. It wasn’t happening last time. Granted I was a little preoccupied with theman of many  ”WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING!!”’s (more about him later, he deserves his own space) and didn’t put as much into it as I could have. And to be fair, I was A LOT preoccupied.

Part of me is considering doing it again but we’ll see. For now, we’re going au natural. It’s not really happening. When the above mentioned PMP was around, I was hot like Christina, getting hit on left and right. Also like a one hit wonder, the tables turned pretty quickly. Now only the over 50’s are hitting on me. I think I’m generally disenchanted with all the guys I meet. It’s like they all wear a sign over their head that reads their rap sheet: pothead, drunk, womanizer, asshole, lazy and underachiever etc.

blah!

anyway, aforementioned gentleman.

First off, he was HOT. And super bold and passionate. Which up’s the hot factor exponetially. I mean the whole thing started when he practically attacked me in the bathroom of a bar so what did I expect? But I did actually do my research on him before all this. I checked around on the streets and he came out clean; no drugs, no major issues.

Well, the streets were wrong.

Shall I list them?
-Illegal(this doesn’t bother me, but it would bother the parents).
-not really going anywhere with his life (most likely due to limited options- see above)
-Full blown alchy. Like I’m not sure when I’ve even seen you sober, alchy.
-Cokehead. Um hello? how did i not know about this? major issue.
-and for the deal breaker…..a giant pussy.

To be fair I should also list the attributes that attracted me, aside from being hot and passionate about everything he did.
-He was extremely caring and gentle.
-he had a vulnerable side that shocked me. Sometimes, he looked so “laid bare” in front of me.
-excellent listener, he always paid attention and remembered what i said. Very easy to talk to.
-handled my own freakish behavior very well, was so sweet and understanding despite me leading him on (not sure if I’m really to divulge into this here).
-had an amazing heart

Let me rant on the “giant pussy” issue for a moment. I have no idea why this is so common amongst the men i meet, they all seem so paralyzed and terrified of living itself. This is the reason I think why he couldn’t move past his addictions, he was scared to quit drinking because then he would not have an excuse about not doing anything with himself.

He also pulled the whole “my life is a disaster, i can’t in good conscience drag you into it” line which while is TRUE, is just an excuse. he was scared. I know it. I hate when people pull that line, like they know what i need.

but anyway again, i had to cut him off, stop myself from calling him. I’m still wondering if that was the right decision but i’m going with it being best. nothing was going to change with him and i was just getting myself into trouble. i’m hoping 2009 holds healthier decisions for me. and more action.

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 e-harmony

i’m going to choose to laugh at this

I can tell how much I like a girl based on how much time I spend getting ready to see her. If I shower, I’m into you… but if I just put on more deodorant, we should probably see other people. I like fun-loving girls who are up for a long sweaty workout, then brunch, then possibly some light bondage. Email me and we’ll set it up. I’d be even more down to meet a girl who wants to do my laundry. I can find sex easily, but finding a girl who will do my wash is hard.

TheBestWinner

i am awesome and also the best

smart (too smart), sarcastic, funny, fun, creative, stylish, slightly overconfident, politically overinformed, best guitar player in the history of the universe. match should be all those things, maybe not the guitar thing, and be well dressed (look like you live here. do tourists ask you for directions? good.)

Not sure what to make of this. My literal mathematical side says “does not compute”.

action meter

So apparently I’ve been told that this website has become an “action barometer” for some, checking to see whether or not the queen has gotten an action the night before. For the record, the action barometer should be reading around a 6 out of ten tonight. At least it’s on the scale.

Nonetheless, the queen has gone home safely and alone.

PMP: Banana Man

Trying to get back into this whole online dating thing since my mini sabbatical. I’m not as disciplined this go around, I keep forgetting I have it. Not much going one but a few emails from two guys, one who is pictured. I haven’t decided what I think about him.

PMP: banana man

Sometimes, my hottness amazes even me.

So I’m sitting in a coffee shop working, the place was full for a while but is now in a bit of a lull having mostly emptied out. I’ve got my headphones on and I’m all the way in the back section alone. You think this would signal that I might want to be left alone but the late night crazies never seem to get this message.

A big Latin women comes up to me and decides to sit right next to me on the chair where I was resting my feet. I of course, try to move them. If she wants to sit there, who am I stop her. It’s not my coffee shop. But she grabs my leg and tells me to put my feet back up. Then she starts rubbing my toes.

Not kidding.

That should have been the first signal but I couldn’t really get out of the situation without looking like a total asshole. She starts telling me that in her broken english that I’m so beautiful and that she was starring at me the whole night. I’m not quite sure what to make of these obvious advances. She gives me her email. Gives me her bracelet. Again not quite sure what to say, I thank her. The conversation continues and I make a point to mention that I indeed like boys and only boys but even this does not dissuade her. She tries to make conversation for a while and when that lapses, just stares at me.

After a few minutes she starts talking in Spanish which unfortunately I understand. She begins to tell me about her apartment and how I should come back with her. Trying to shrug off her advances, I tell her I need to work. She replies that I can still work, she just wants to watch me work.

Watch me work. Like that’s not creepy or anything.

After a few more minutes she she reaches out to touch my feet again which I had moved to what I thought was a safe distance away. I pull my feet back, she finally gets the message and leaves. Not seeing her, I decide to take this opportunity to leave while I can. She sees me packing up and comes back trying to stop me from leaving, telling me that she’s in love with me. I’m so beautiful, blah blah and starts following me out. I start getting a little worried at this point that’s she’s going to follow me home. So i go back in. She comes back, staying a foot or two behind me, obviously going to go whereever i go. I had to grab a strapping fellow to accompany me back to my apartment. While I’ve been hit on before, I’ve never had to do that!

So weird.

getting back into the swing of things…

Hi, my name is Rodrigo. Nice to meet you. How are you? Very nice profile. You really sound like someone I would like to get to know further. I like the way you express yourself in your profile. Just had to write! I totally agree with your point of not taking life seriously and being able to laugh at yourself.

A little more about me: I live ***, I am involved in paralegal work, but my main interest is filmmaking. I will be doing my 3rd feature film this summer. Feel free to check out my site www.****.com.
I strongly believe in communication and I would also say that I’m very romantic , passionate and most importantly honest.

Just wanted to take the first step and get in touch with you. Feel free to write back and most importantly keep taking action and going for what you want in life! Thanks for reading my words!

Rodrigo

So…now that the Queen is back in the online dating game, there are a few new rules. There is a slightly different format to this particular online dating service. Instead of going through all these personality tests and lame ass questions, you can search for people that you might find interesting and email them directly. It requires a bit more work but also has a bit more freedom as well. I’m still getting into the swing of it but this gentleman was the first to email me. Thought I’d share.

hmmm

So change of plans.  The Queen is venturing out again, back online and needing assistance on a headline.  Something witty and unique but not corny. I rarely see a good headline.  For whatever reason, “match.com” requires you to have a headline.  I tried putting just characters but they disabled my profile until i fixed it.  Nazi-bastard!  So instead I have a cryptic/philosophical phrase that I don’t even know what means.  So if anyone has any suggestions, post away.  I’m all ears!

Haitus

The Queen has been staying closer to native lands and not looking to explore new territory.  Perhaps she will be verturing out again soon.  Stay tuned.