Online dating has to be one of the FUNNIEST things you can possibly do with your life. A guy messaged me today and wants me to guess what breed his horses are. How is a girl living in NYC supposed to do that? He lives on a farm, and likes to read by the fireplace (apparently that is the only place), and cannot spell. I would go on, there is much more fun to be had, but will stop because the reason why I am not able to find anyone to date may be related to my ability to pick apart their profiles in aforementioned manner.
I'm sorry, I can't resist. He has 17 dogs. Even for a girl who LOVES dogs, that is a LOT.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
And den? And den? And den?
I really really hope the pizza I just ordered makes it to my house. I gave my address AND phone number to the lady, I AM NOT KIDDING YOU, 10 times! And instead of saying the name of the street where I live (which sounds like where nuns stay), she kept saying "Convict Avenue." It is a fairly well-known street in the area, or so I thought. No lady, I do not live on CONVICT avenue. I thought we had everything straightened out, then she calls me back to get my address again, then passes the phone to another lady, who asks me what my phone number is. If you just called me, don't you already HAVE my phone number?
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
67 degrees
today was almost like spring. to celebrate i wore flip-flops, and no coat all over the city. my nearly naked feet were so happy.
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