Wow. She really wants to meet me, I guess. (And other online personal anecdotes.)

Okay, I’ve never been one for online personals, and hotornot.com is arguably the silliest and most superficial of the bunch, but last summer I set up a profile as a lark.

I’ve yet to get any responses from folks that I’m interested enough in meeting to shell out the $5 monthly charge that allows you to e-mail folks, but it’s good for an occassional larf. Like, say, today.

Yesterday, I got one of those Larry, someone on HOTorNOT wants to meet you! emails, and took a look. I’m actually more interested than usual: Cute nerdy woman, short red hair, nice bum – profile indicates she may be more literate than your average hotornot person and a bit of fun, although it’s tantalizingly laconic. At a glance, this is just the sort of woman that turns my crank the most. Maybe it is worth five bucks to establish some communication with this person – she looks like she might be pretty neat.

I go to bed, still mulling this over. I’ve never done any online dating type thing, unless you count hooking up with a girl I knew from a BBS back in the eighties.

This morning, my inbox looked like this:

I figure maybe my profile has been bumped back into regular circulation or something. (I think the profiles people see may be prioritized to some degree according to how frequently or recently you check the site.)

Nope. They’re all from the same woman. (Anybody else hear the theme music from Psycho playing?)

Anyway, I figure that was a near miss. Anyone else have online personal weirdness to relate?

Larry

Meet her. And tell us all about it.

Come on, do it for us.

Yes. Death is worth risking for the sake of an interesting psycho story.

C’mon – it’s no fair bringing up online personals and NOT allowing us to live vicariously through you!

I met a guy in Yahoo’s old X-Files chat room once. We talked online and on the phone for a year before we actually decided to meet.

When we met in person, I noticed he had a tarp, a bucket, and a shovel in the back of his truck…which I definitely thought was weird :dubious:

But it musta been a good-weird. Seven years later, he still hasn’t killed me, wrapped my body in a tarp, and buried me in the woods. :stuck_out_tongue:

Oh, you just wait. He’s just biding his time. Waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Not long ago, I met an online friend of mine after a few months of talking online and on the phone. We had an ongoing joke about him being an axe murderer–you know, one of those “crazies from the internet” my mother always warned me about. Despite my mother’s dire warnings, I met him anyway and we went out to lunch. When we got to the restaurant, I started to get out of his truck and several large, pointy wooden stakes fell out from behind the seat. :eek:

He told me they were tomato plant stakes. At least that’s what he claimed. So far, I’ve not been impaled vampire-style nor staked out in his garden, so guess he’s telling the truth. :smiley:

Does it show if they were all sent at the same time? Playing devil’s advocate, it’s possible that there was a technical error on the site that caused her to accidentally send all those messages…the way that some people do double posts on here sometimes. Maybe it’s worth talking to her to see if she shows any other signs of craziness.

But…but…are you hot?

I was going to say the exact same thing. It’s just $5 for christ’s sake. Write her back.

Maybe she’s actually identical octuplets?

More importantly, from my point of view at least. Is she? I mean, would WE think she is?

Ah, but it’s just as important to know if Larry Mudd is hot, because if things don’t go anywhere with this girl, then all us devastatingly sexy Doper women can hit on him. :wink:

You have to admire the Goddess’ community spirit.