we all know he doesn't exist right? well, sometimes i slip up and forget.
i have subscribed to two dating sites recently because i was looking for some new fodder for my blog. on okcupid i stumbled across this guy who was, omigosh, wow. he had all the right stuff. intellectual, funny, cool, down-to-earth and hot. really hot. i mean, hello? he likes blazing saddles and simon & garfunkel?! me too, me too! and for god's sake, he's an effing PhD!
so i message him.
granted, i didn't feel super great about it because he seemed so perfect, what would he want with me? besides, i am working on me right now. i have no time for these shenanigans. i message him anyway*. of course, i get no reply (self-fulfilling prophecy, anyone?). then i happen to read one of his blog entries (actually, his only blog entry) and it proceeds as follows:
"...I'll casually ignore messages when I'm not attracted to the sender."
so then of course i said to myself "obviously he wasn't attracted to you, self. you suck big time," and then i start to feel bad for not being mega-attractive with the tanned, skinny body, big tits and the blond hair. ho-hum, woe is me.
but you'll never believe what happened next, dear readers! immediately after this thought, another, more powerful voice spoke up and said, "wait a second. if this guy does not like me back, then obviously he is in fact not perfect! because, damn. i rock!"
you guys have no idea how great it made me feel that i could tell myself that without anyone else having to convince me.
i'm growing up and dang but it feels awesome.
i have subscribed to two dating sites recently because i was looking for some new fodder for my blog. on okcupid i stumbled across this guy who was, omigosh, wow. he had all the right stuff. intellectual, funny, cool, down-to-earth and hot. really hot. i mean, hello? he likes blazing saddles and simon & garfunkel?! me too, me too! and for god's sake, he's an effing PhD!
so i message him.
granted, i didn't feel super great about it because he seemed so perfect, what would he want with me? besides, i am working on me right now. i have no time for these shenanigans. i message him anyway*. of course, i get no reply (self-fulfilling prophecy, anyone?). then i happen to read one of his blog entries (actually, his only blog entry) and it proceeds as follows:
"...I'll casually ignore messages when I'm not attracted to the sender."
so then of course i said to myself "obviously he wasn't attracted to you, self. you suck big time," and then i start to feel bad for not being mega-attractive with the tanned, skinny body, big tits and the blond hair. ho-hum, woe is me.
but you'll never believe what happened next, dear readers! immediately after this thought, another, more powerful voice spoke up and said, "wait a second. if this guy does not like me back, then obviously he is in fact not perfect! because, damn. i rock!"
you guys have no idea how great it made me feel that i could tell myself that without anyone else having to convince me.
i'm growing up and dang but it feels awesome.
*a friend talked me into it and even told me what to write. what can i say?
