you make the call
Okay, since I don't trust myself to rise above my asshole ways, I'm deferring to you, my less-shallow readership, to determine my next step. I relented, slightly, from an earlier declaration to swear off online dating altogether. Instead, I'm being more selective about which service(s) I use. As a result, I've gotten a few nibbles in the past few days. Today I received an email from a rather amusing woman. However, her teeth are the color of a schoolbus and there's an issue with the freckles. In fact, I'm sure she's been asked more than once, "Hey, when the shit hit the fan, were you standing behind a screen door?" ::Ba dump bump::
And now here's where you come in. Oooh, this entry is becoming like one of those Choose Your Own Adventure books! Should I reply? Or am I allowed to not be attracted to her based solely on her appearance? Oh curse this blend of low self-esteem, superficiality and a martyr complex!!
The floor is yours.
And now here's where you come in. Oooh, this entry is becoming like one of those Choose Your Own Adventure books! Should I reply? Or am I allowed to not be attracted to her based solely on her appearance? Oh curse this blend of low self-esteem, superficiality and a martyr complex!!
The floor is yours.
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