Dec/073
OkCupid
In my never ending search for love, I sometimes get tired of making eyes at dudes that turn out to be gay (a consequence of hanging out at gay bars almost exclusively) or of posting on Craigslist and having the same 10 guys write to me over and over again. Eharmony was not for me, even while taking the test "ironically" I got bored of it and besides, I wouldn't really want to be matched up with anyone who would willingly take the eharmony test. Match.com? Let's not even go there. Not my style, not my jam. Dr. Phil is their spokesperson, for crying out loud. He doesn't know me and he doesn't know my soulmate.
So where is a black hooded sweatshirt, thick framed glasses, macbook sporting girl to look? I knew of some nerdy folk who had found their Ms. RightNow on OkCupid, a site I used to know as sparknotes, who saved my ass in college, especially when I decided it would be a smart idea to take a class called Tolstoy & Dostoevsky in the sun-less Ohio winter along an Intro to Neuroscience class (I was a particularly masochistic girl that year). Anyway, OkCupid is a dating site run by math geeks who pair you up with people based on your answers to a bunch of questions that are supposed to reveal fundamental things about your character like if you believe gay marriage is wrong (of course) and if you would ever eat a baby (medium rare, with fries please). Instead, it is basically something to do while I watch reality tv and ponder why my life has gone so horrifically wrong.
My favorite part of the site is the Quick Match, where it shows you random pictures of guys and you make a snap judgement on whether or not you are interested. If the other person also says they are interested in you when they see you in quickmatch, you get an e-mail saying you are both matched. As usual, everyone who is interested in me lives far away. So, I usually respond with : "Hey, we are soulmates. Too bad you live hella far away. Why don't you move here? (Whatever horifically depressing shithole you live in) sucks. " and then they respond with: "Yeah, you are cute, what a bummer. Also: I didn't mention this but I totally have a girlfriend. Want to be IM friends!?".
I close the window, fire up another episode of Real Housewives of Orange County and contemplate joining a nunnery. Back to Craigslist.
December 1st, 2007
MD, you will be excited to hear i visited Coto de Caza (sp?) last week to visit a friend. Yes. I drove to ORANGE COUNTY from my parents’ to THE gated enclave. Super strict entry. And, measuring at ~7×3mi, just as long as SF. They are their own gated city.
Alas, no pics.
December 10th, 2007
okcupid ugh. i think what we need is as follows: have mark put up photos of us along with details on a bucket at the filmyard. people who are interested should submit their phone numbers/stats/pic. or just phone number. whatevs. think about it.
December 14th, 2007
I hella forgot about OkCupid! I deactivated my old account (IdahoBasement was no longer a relevant screen name, considering I no longer live in my mom’s basement in Idaho) and started a new one. QuickMatch is fun; although I don’t have the courage to admit interest in anybody, I do get a giddy thrill knowing that random strange women are finding out that I used to wet the bed as a kid. (When I was writing my profile, it was the only personal detail I could think of that couldn’t have just been said about anybody. I’m really unexceptional.)