evasiveness

well, my online dating success continues to be an elusive goal. probably because i've just begun it again, duh. there are a few guys that have written to me that sound nice & sweet. (except for the stalker middle-eastern guy who wrote me 3 times without response so i had to block him. what is it with me & middle eastern stalker men?) so perhaps i'll meet up with a few good men. but it's annoying. guys think they're so wonderful they don't have to post a picture. but they write these enticing e-mails that you think, hmmm. maybe he's something to look at. and then...(to be continued when i see the pictures ;)

in the meantime, and pretty much all the time, there's something nice and comforting about exes. especially ones that you haven't seen in a long time & you both have morphed into these oh-so-awesome versions of your former selves. i'm quite enjoying being both "gorgeous" and "good-lookin" in one day as expressed by two different guys with impeccable taste, of course. ;) you gotta admit that knowing someone for 10 years, even if you haven't lived in the same place, is cool. especially in this day and age of mobile-this and e-that.

my condo/house search continues with some more open-houses on sunday. i'm gonna get myself a buyers' broker in hopes that having one of them plus a lawyer will protect me from all kinds of ills that could befall me in my new adventure. i'm dreaming of my kitten pooping all over the floor, no wait. i'm dreaming of my kitten lazing in the sunny window of my new place, after i've cleaned up all the poop, licking her paws (she is, that is). and my favorite music is playing (let's make it the moldeau by smetana), i'm drinking hot coffee (ghiradelli's chocolate coffee) and writing an e-mail to my friend p. about how fun it is to be poor with no furniture, but damn, how nice it is to have my own place. then because i won't be able to afford to travel anymore, i'll put posters up of all the places i think i'd want to go but haven't cared enuf in the past to get there. nah, screw that. i'll travel & just not have a fridge...

on the line again

after i keep seeing my friends hook up with people online, and happily so (and by hook up i mean get permanently attached), i've decided to venture online again for what the 7th time. this time i'm using creative lines that go something like "looking for a kind man who doesn't prefer a bitch." i kid you not. you know that bitches get the nice boys. perhaps it's the psychological dominatrix thing. i don't feel like being a bitch unless i need to. it's a waste of energy. (who needs to create all those problems just FTHOI?) i'm also stating exactly what i'm looking for. educated, cultured, smart, accomplished. we'll see who steps up to bat...

so far i'm having no better success than b4. there are these charming guys who think they can write to me & i don't need to know what they look like in return. aka the missing bandits. when i ask my guy friend why guys do this he sagely replies "cuz they don't want their girlfriends to see them." nice. then there are the divorced ones with kids that i have to think twice about. i'm not sure i'm that much of a saint. and the other ones who pretend they're my age but clearly look 50. and still the other "height-weight proportionate" (read "i'm completely satisfied with my non-gymness") guys who haven't read the part where i said i look young for my age and looking for someone who takes good care of themselves (as in "i like younger men"). oh well, i suppose it's all a crap shoot from their point of view. and believe me, from the looks of things, from mine also. ;)

in other news...i got preapproved for my mortgage from one lender & am now lender shopping. without the house. that's good. no stress. i can take my time. besides, who wants to triple their monthly expenses without a warm body beside them to make up for it? well, time for a doggy! but ugh, not on the bed.