Sorry, BT, but she’s obligated to tell you it’s fun when you’re paying her.
Fun-sucker.
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No, “You have a beautiful ..” would mean “You have a beautiful series of periods”
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And I’m not already an idiot on General Principles? Get with the program.
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Son-fucker. That’s so much worse than “mother-fucker,” isn’t it?
No, not really. Anyone who has sex with a man is a son-fucker; not everyone who has sex with a woman is a mother-fucker.
Well, I’m throwing away my application to the Shao-Lin temple. I have achieved enlightenment.
Or whatever it is they do there.
Careful Megan, your logic is showing.
That sounds like something I would do. I think I’m going to go back to Match.com eventually just to write the longest profile possible. I hope there’s no limit on the main profile, although I know there are character limits for all the small sections.
The way I see it, if I can’t have a good time going on dates, I can at least have some fun being eccentric.
Yet another “what should I do” question. I’ll just lay out the facts and leave my opinions out of it for the moment just to see what people have to say.
Two weeks ago I emailed a girl, I know we talked about keeping things short but her profile really clicked with me and the email wound up being 3 (short) paragraphs. The next morning she sent me a rather lengthy reply. She started off by thanking me for actually reading her profile (as opposed to sending her a message that had nothing to do with anything), replied to everything I talked about and asked me a bunch of questions (including some about my daughter). I replied to her later that day, asked a few follow up questions and then…nothing.
She’s been on quite a bit since then and she has updated her profile since then. She also (in one of her profile updates) mentioned one of the things that I mentioned in mine that I dislike. Don’t know if that was aimed at me or not.
So, again, without adding in my thoughts at the moment, I guess it comes down to do I just let it go (she sent me a long email that must have taken a while to write so it’s not like she forgot about me) or do I send her another email?
Let it go. Maybe you’ll hear back from her, maybe not. Life’s too short to play a waiting game.
Bri2k
I’m an age-range discriminator. I’m 30, and if I see a guy around my age going much lower than 24 or so, I probably won’t reply/contact him.
I look a little bit younger than my age, and I don’t have many “adult responsibilities”, but I’ve packed a hell of a lot of living in these 30 years, and when I open my mouth, it shows. I’m the kind of woman who comes alone to the bar in a pencil skirt slit just a bit too high to wear to the office, orders good gin (with tonic in the winter, Tom Collins in the summer), and finds people to swap hair-raising old war stories with- in French or Mandarin should the occasional call for it. My house is full of very dry books about obscure topics in political science, Chinese brocaded silk sheets and Malian masks and stuff I’ve picked up in places like Zimbabwe and Guatemala, and piles of academic articles and papers on my field of study/work.
In other words, if you are the kind of person who would be happy with a girl who hasn’t yet finished college, you are not the kind of person who is going to be happy with me. I’ve got something very different going on and if you are just looking for a cute young thing you are going to be disappointed. I’m not a kid and haven’t been for a while.
That said, I’m a total hypocrite and I think my lower age goes down lower than I really accept in a guy. I find it hard to think about guys more than a few years older than me as all that datable…balding, paunchy, etc. is not my thing. But I’d hook-up with a hot younger guy in the right circumstances.
See, I think this goes back to the life stages thing Guns was talking about. You’ve moved way the hell on from college. I’m actually younger than you, slightly, but when I graduated college I landed a moderately decent job which I’ve been in for the last 7 years. I’ve moved exactly once in those 7 years too, and that was less than 5 miles. I haven’t had much incentive to seriously try to advance my career or move someplace new, as the economy went down the shitter not long after I got my job, plus for several years I was the sole caretaker of a close friend with her own troubles. I found it wiser to hold onto what I have for the time and accumulate a reputation for reliability rather than take risks.
Uncharitably, you could say I’ve stagnated and not done much of anything with those 7 years. Charitable or not, the fact is I haven’t done a whole lot to remove myself from college. In many ways I still feel like I’m 22-24 (hell, I was paunchy and balding then too – thanks, Mom’s side of the family). Sad as it is, I have as much or more in common with folks in their early 20s than people my own age, especially when those people have been getting married and having kids. I also frankly enjoy being the more mature and stable person, and unfortunately that’s at odds with my personal life stage when you consider people my own age. And though I am stable, to put it uncharitably again, I’m a bit of a boring anchor. I’d love it if I could find someone who was more sociable and energetic to counterbalance that, but sociable energetic women don’t typically go for stable, paunchy, balding guys except in Kevin James vehicles. Still, someone younger helps with that.
Whether that’s creeper territory or not, I can’t say, but it is fair to say I think you and I (just as an illustration of this whole life stages thing) would have pretty much zero in common despite being nearly the same age. I’m well-read and I have traveled some, but I’d find your experiences to be well beyond the scope of my own, and you’d find me a bland provincial bore who enjoys sitting at home far too much.
So TLDR, it might be a red flag for you, but that’s probably a good thing on both sides. 
Posted a msw personal on Craigslist, specifically looking for a running partner.
I’ve dialed back my effort elsewhere, but still wouldn’t mind a FWB…in this case the B would just be a run once or twice a week 
I don’t think from what I remember that anyone has had any luck with CL, right? We will see if this works out.
I shaved my goatee off on Friday and plan to stay clean shaven for awhile, so I reordered my profile pics to reflect that. I also answered a few questions, and tinkered with the wording in my OkC profile. I linked it on a different site for a critique. I got tons of visits Sunday compared with my normal as a result. Not one critique and no messages. Is my profile that good or that bad?
Exactly.
You’re a dude on the internet who isn’t filthy rich or an A&F model. Welcome to life.
I got around 30 visits to my OkC profile last night when I normally get 2-3 a day. Right after I whined here about not getting any messages or whatnot, I got two. Woke up this morning to two more.
Wow, I gotta start whining more!
Nice, were those unsolicited or contacts that you initiated?
I said upthread that I’m not messaging any new women until I get a job. It’s been almost one month since I was fired and that policy is still in place. These were all unsolicited. Unfortunately, one lives in NYC, one in Hawaii, and only two of the four live in Portland.
I’ve got myself in a pickle. This is why I decided not to message any new women. I really like one of the local women who messaged me last night. It seems like the next logical step would be to ask her out. I told her I didn’t have a job and she seemed okay with that. I have no idea about where to go or what to do when my bank account is virtually empty. I have no mobile phone right now either. Not to mention where I live. I don’t really want to keep this online, but I need to stall. Maybe I should disable my account after all.
Dude, she already knows that you don’t have a job.
I think if you stall, you might as well write it off…
There is sooooo much you can do that requires very little money. Heck, one of my favorite dates ever (won’t work for you because it was cold out) was also cheap be necessity and consisted of a thermos of coffee I brewed at home and an afternoon of cribbage at a park.
Plenty of ideas out there, I saw find one, any one, and go with it.
Coffee or drinks, as usual. I can still afford that. My insecurity about being funemployed made me panic for a second.