Friday, 16 April 2010
Ideally I am looking for a someone who is a bit of a sportsman. OK - a rugby player. So here it is:
Do you look good in shorts?
Yes, I think that will work.
I know, it’s totally lame but it will have to do as I’ve got a mental block and I can’t think of anything better for now.
I've written the rest of my profile and it's online now. I have to say that I still feel totally embarrassed about the whole thing.
God, what will it be like if someone I know sees me on there? I think I would die. But then again, anyone who sees my profile must be on the website for exactly the same reason as me. Unless they take some sort of perverted pleasure from cruising dating sites.
I hope that my ex Matt doesn’t see me on there as that would be disastrous. In a way, it will be like I am admitting that he is better than me, as I have to resort to internet dating to meet anyone.
Tragic, internet matchmaking.
Oh God, I can’t think about this anymore as it’s starting to upset me. I figure that as I am now effectively flirting in cyberspace 24/7 and I’m starting to get stressed even thinking about it, I will leave my crappy profile to get on with it whilst I do something much more interesting than watching my inbox and waiting for random men to send me creepy messages.
(Mental note to self: not everyone on there is creepy. Probably. I’ve got to give online dating a chance.)
One thing is very evident though. There seems to be a very fine line between sounding happy, positive and up for a laugh in your profile to coming across as a little bit mental. Also, is it just me or does writing “I like staying in and watching DVDs with a bottle of wine” make you sound as thrilling as a wet weekend in a crappy caravan with only a chemical toilet for company?
Sure, I love doing that too (that’s watching DVDs and drinking wine by the way, not sleeping in a glorified tin can with only a cupboard to shit in). However, if that’s all you can think of writing about yourself then you really should give up now and consign yourself as another soul lost in the dating wilderness.
Needless to say I didn't put that in my sales pitch. Because that's what it is, isn't it? A sales pitch. I feel a bit dirty - like a prostitute flaunting herself in a window in Amsterdam
Agh I can't think about this anymore! I'm off out for the day.