Remnants of a pathetic dating life, the latest sad tale: I got a message on Myspace (yeah, I know) from a fellow expressing interest. I checked out his profile and he seemed like a new version of my ex-boyfriend, which is why I will now call him Joe 2.0. Except it’s more like buggy Joe 1.2 BETA. He was similar to my ex but as I began to talk to him, I saw he was missing a few key components, namely charm of any kind and ability to hold a conversation without asking obvious questions (one of my biggest dating peeves, do not ask me what I like to do for fun, you insipid dumb ass!)

So, we started talking on IM and things were okay. It wasn’t that terrible. He was a writer and I liked that.  He didn’t really seem to Get It (or you know, get me) but some people aren’t good on the Internet/over IM. I’m not one to waste too much time with constant Internet communication when I online date (add me to your facebook list after we have sex, plz), so I suggested meeting.   On the day that we were supposed to meet, I get an IM from him at 5AM (he sends this while I am asleep/idle) saying it’s too soon and he can’t do it. Okay, fine. That’s fair.

A few days later, he suggests we meet again. I say okay, but he can pick the time & the place. He totally flakes, doesn’t contact me and I sent him an email asking exactly what happened and he responds saying that he messaged me but I didn’t respond and how he called me and I didn’t call him back. Which is all utter bullshit as I’m on Instant Messenger on my Sidekick almost all of the time. Of course, genius doesn’t think to send me a message on Myspace or you know, leave a voice mail or a text. And then he says that I was giving him “mixed messages”.

Of course, I did not learn and kept talking to him. Working from home can get boring sometimes. What can I say?

And where are we today? He totally flaked on me again, on tentative plans to hang out during the day. I sent him a message on Myspace yesterday asking where to meet and I can see that he read the message but hasn’t responded. I’m sure he’ll respond tonight about how he tried to send me a message through some magical tubes and somehow I didn’t get them.

Anyway, that’ll teach me to respond to inquiries sent over Myspace. My next romantic relationship will be born on a more respectable social networking site, like Twitter (add me, please!)