so as far as the grand scheme of things is concerned with the whole dating portion of my life, its so open ended right now its not even funny. with the whole CFF guys and dolls auction thing going on in the background, the possibilties are pretty much endless. of course, there is always the possibility that some geriatric lady that saves all her change throughout the year only to come in and bid on some strapping young buck, not unlike myself, to be her boy toy. hey, i have to keep the worst case scenarios in mind here. but there is always the outside chance that i meet a girl. or not just A girl, but THE girl. talk about delusions of grandeur.
the point is, that for the most part, i have pretty much been ignoring my dating life. not really one of the ridiculously self-imposed dating hiatuses that i have been foolish enough to declare in the past, but more of a passive approach. as the people at the MINI dealership would say, “just motoring.”
but lately, a fair amount of my friends have been pairing off. everywhere i turn there is someone starting a relationship, rekindling a flame, whatever. it just seems that way. and with entirely too much time on my hands yesterday, it left my mind to wander.
that in turn leads me to blundering around the internet. i mean, history tells me that i may be come across a little more appealing on the interweb. true or not, it feels that way sometimes. its not that i am not just as witty in person, i am just losing something in translation sometimes it seems.
and a few of my friends have found success in internet dating. some more recently. this brings me back to my old stomping grounds. match.com. i was a hefty user when i moved to the CLT some six years ago. i then decided it was all a sham and that the company was sending me messages of women that showed a hint of interest in order to keep getting their membership fee from me. that combined with the fact that there is something wrong with the masses of women that put up a profile on a dating site, but have no desire to be approached by men. odd really.
but i found myself browsing there again yesterday. i have a profile with no picture and just a postage stamp of info about me. i saw a lot of the same women that were on there years ago. and i see a handful of women that i know in real life. or women that i just see around. its weird (substitute the word sad, sick, or creepy if you like) to see people out and offline that you know look for love and such online. especially when i have a somewhat photographic memory for that type of thing.
i don’t know. just rambling at this point.
why do i continue to actively look for something/someone? my life is pretty decent. i have fun. i have great friends. i get laid on rare occasions (arbor day usually). so why do i think i keep seeing unicorns as far as a women in my life might be concerned? hey, sick bastard, that was a mythological reference, not a beastiality thing. damn.
passive dating. yep. that is the key to my success. or lack there of depending on how you want to look at it.