On-Line Dating

This is going to sound very random and somewhat desperate, but I actually joined an on-line dating service. Yeah yeah yeah, I know…I used to snicker at my sister when I first learned that she did it, but the guy she’s been dating for the past two years is a guy she met on the dating service. It’s a fairly reputable website, and if the guy starts acting like a jerk, I can just press the ‘ignore’ button. In a way, it’s almost better than bars…Alright maybe not, but whatever. I’m not a fan of being alone.

So I was IMed by this guy on this site…whose name I don’t know and forgot to ask for…slick, right, real slick?…I’ll call him Mr. A. Anyway, he bored the hell out of me. He just graduated SUNY-Albany (OK, SUNY boys are cool..), and then starts to tell me how college wasn’t for him, he hates going out, he doesn’t like drinking….dude. That’s my social life. But whatever….he seems light years ahead of me. He was telling me how he had to get up early tomorrow because he needed to go to work at his law firm…and next year, he’s off to law school. I’m 22, only one year younger than him, and I have NO IDEA what the hell I’m doing with my life. In fact, one of the (smaller) reasons why I’m doing my double degree is because I know I’d have to stay an extra year. I have a hardcore case of the Peter Pan Syndrome (I don’t wanna grow up..). Tomorrow morning, while he’s off at work, I’m getting up at noon, watching Saturday morning cartoons and MTV, running errands, and then watching more t.v.

I feel like I can’t be with younger guys because, as Christopher and Henry have psinfully shown me, they’re too immature and want sex and not a relationships. And with older guys, like Mr. A, I feel like I’m four. I’m so frustrated it’s ridiculous. And I feel pathetic. I have to advertise myself on-line in order to get boys to talk to me. Ah lord…

Until my next ramble

**Artist**