Discount Dating

Oh dear.  It seems I took a month off.  Plus about 2 weeks.  There's nothing like a move and lack of a love life to push blogging to the back burner.  I have had an apartment to set up, boxes to unpack, and oh yeah, I had a birthday (I am now 279, btw.)  But now that I am sort of settled, I figured it's time to unpack my love life as well.  And if I have to do that, God knows there will be some funny stories to share.  So here I am.

So what's a girl who's still obsessing about her late summer fling with no other romantic prospects to do?  That's right, dear reader: Match.com.  Uggh.  I've been there before, and it is rather a grueling undertaking.  In my illustrious dating career, I have had more luck with Nerve.com.  It's linked to The Onion, so it's usually not too hard to find those Onion-y guys (well-educated, funny, politically aware, above-average taste in food, music, and sneakers.)  But the thing is, it's kinda small, and like all boutique establishments, the choices are far fewer.  I was feeling like I had either dated or eliminated everyone within a 10 mile radius and a proper age range.  It was time to turn to the Walmart of dating, with aisle upon aisle of bachelors for the picking.  But just like shopping at at a mass-market discount emporium, the quality is lacking, and I feel sort of bad about giving this kind of company my money.  There are many, many guys who would not know a cool sneaker if it kicked them in the behind. But the good news is this:  3 days in, 18 emails, 5 winks, and 3 pages of favorites!  Dating is a numbers game, right?  Here's hoping there's one worth the trouble.