ODC

I received an email from OKCupid this afternoon alerting me that “one of these 9 people just gave me high marks.”

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Received this message: That’s it. And, get this: I happen to be wearing boots in one of my pictures uploaded to my profile. Observant, sir. Observant.

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Pretty sure I just got added to Obama’s Favorites List.

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I knew this could potentially happen. I guess I just put a little more faith in the dating site’s regulations — you know, I have settings so people who don’t have profile pictures, want open-relationships, are looking for sex partners, cannot message me (now that I think of it, too bad there isn’t just a [...]

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Message reads: I’m from another world. Care to join me? Do I really need to answer that? WHERE DO THESE PEOPLE COME FROM? Notice the CAT on his head.

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I received this message this morning: I wish I could say the same about yours…

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This email arrived in my inbox this morning and totally cracked me up: I’ll now see more attractive people in my match results? WOOHOO!

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I received this IM from a complete stranger. Have never spoken to him (online or otherwise) before. Ever. LAChicago: hey you wanna go halfsies with me on a baby? Um, no sir. I don’t.

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First of all, yes, I’m admitting to succumbing to the Internet to date. I’m not going to defend my decision to do so farther than stating that I don’t like to meet guys in bars or clubs as they’re only looking for one thing, and with my work and play schedule, it’s hard for me to meet anyone outside of, well, the Internet.

Second of all, it’s hard. Really hard.

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