Yes, I have successfully wasted my entire Friday afternoon.
I also signed up for Internet Dating.
I'm not sure whether this makes me desperate or something else that is less negative than desperate.
What the hell. It's worth a shot, right?
And really, isn't this something that I really should at least try in this particular historical moment as a woman in my particular age bracket?
I'm still quite horrified by the whole thing, really. I remembered - after the fact of course - that I've always hated dating. It is very anxiety-producing. Though, of course, one of the benefits could potentially be that I will stop being such a workaholic because I will be distracted by boy-craziness.
Ah well, happy Valentine's Day to me, I suppose. Now I'd better go find me a copy of this book so that I don't make any critical missteps that ruin my internet dating chances. (I'm totally kidding.)
1 year ago