I got nothin’ people. Absolutely nothin’. I met muscle head for breakfast last Saturday and almost dozed off into my egg whites. I guess the world of accounting and his fitness regimen just wasn’t all that interesting. To me. Until, of course, he asked me how tall I was. Uhm, that would be 5’10” just like my profile says. Why, how tall are you, I ask. He claims 5’11” and I must have made one of my patented ‘bullshit’ faces as he then suggested we stand back to back and have the waitress check. Really? He was a nice guy so I threw him a bone and slouched a little. I was still taller. Whoops. Of course since I wasn’t attracted to him in the least, he loves me. And messages me every day. *sigh* At least he doesn’t call. 😉
As for the other winners on Plenty of Frustration (and by winners of course, I mean losers), my apparent whorishness is still loud and clear. Too bad I’m not a whore. Or look like one. Or act like one. Well, aside from kissing and food, that is. Anyway, I get my requisite number of lewd messages every day but just to throw me off, I get a normal sounding message every now and again. Like the one I got yesterday. It was actually an amazingly nice message. Long, detailed, properly spelled and punctuated and pretty much commented on everything that I wrote in my profile. I really like it. He sounds very nice. And smart. And sweet. So I looked at his profile and noticed a few er, challenges. 1st of all, his screen name is uber similar to ‘IrishGuy’, whom we all know I just barely got rid of after almost a year of stalker-like behaviour. I could probably get past that since it’s obviously not ‘the’ Irish Guy as this one is gainfully employed, responsible, does not have his parents support him, live in a studio apartment with 2 cats and most likely doesn’t bring a homemade mix ‘makeout’ cd over as a hostess gift when invited to dinner. Or maybe he does. I probably will never find out as although I wasn’t attracted to this guy’s looks, I figured I might give him a shot as he sounded so nice. Until……….. I saw a picture with him holding up 3 dead Pheasants while wearing full hunting gear (him, not the deceased game birds). I can’t do hunters……….figuratively or literally.