Haha, how many of you just rolled your eyes and called me a dumbass? All two of you? Well sorry to disappoint, but this has nothing to do with TD. I haven’t spoken, texted or e-mailed with him in a week. Yes, that’s right, an entire 7 days. I know how amazingly lame that sounds, but honestly, I’m not sure we’ve gone that long before with no communication. I’ve taken to writing e-mails to him that I will never send letting him know how pissed I am at him (and myself) for letting things drag on so long when he never saw a future with us. Ugh, I wish someone had told me sooner to walk away. What? Oh, that’s right; ALL of you did and I didn’t listen. My bad. And I’m paying for it now.
Anywhoo, this post is not about that. It’s about the OkStupid profile I put up last night and linked to an e mail address that isn’t even mine! Hahaha, how f*ing stupid am I? Actually, I think it was a subconscious attempt to avoid all the nimrods and creeps that are destined to darken my e-mail box (hee hee, I said box). Actually, after I put my profile up last night, I decided to take it back down this morning. What? Giving it an entire 12 hours isn’t enough time? That’s when I discovered I had linked it to some e-mail account that I thought I had but didn’t. And then I couldn’t remember my password (again from last night). Want to know the scary part? I wasn’t even drinking! I’m just that stupid. After I went into gmail and actually created the account that I thought I had, I was able to have OkStupid send me a link to change my password. Which I did. And then hid my profile. I know that site works for some, but the search I ran last night came up with some pretty unappealing options for me. Boo.
My match membership expires (yes, again) on Monday and I will not be renewing that. I’m thinking of practicing being okay on my own again for a while. Either that, or adopting 217 cats. Or asking a friend of mine if the tall, divorced man (whose name I can’t remember) that sat at my poker table last week was seeing anyone. Or sending a message to the guy who didn’t think I knew what a structural engineer was asking if he’d like to go out for a drink. Or maybe just catching up on my Real Housewives of Wherever episodes. Haven’t decided yet ……..