And we’re back!
Now it’s 2014. My only resolution was to meet a guy I would like to hang out with indefinitely. Actually, it was more novel yet banal than that. Inspired by Bey’s surprise album, my goal for 2014 was to be “drunk in love” with someone. I wanted to ride in a cab with him and tell the driver to “roll up the ‘partition’ please”. I wanted him to “tear that cherry out”. I wanted “plenty of “superpower’, a tough love”, be on his “mouth like likka”, “slip this aaaaaaassss, on [him]…
You get the point.
I find out thru the grapevine that tinder is the “hookup” app. Yeah, no, that’s not what I’m here for. I don’t believe in “hooking-up”. It’s not consistent and I damn sure don’t do one night stands. delete the app.
We’re back at school and my assistant sets up a profile for me on OK Dipuc. She assures me that this is the way to go, this is a tried and true website for finding a partner. Of the free sites, it’s the best one. Alright, I let her manage it for a couple of weeks. She uploaded my pics, filled out all my info, and set parameters for potential suitors. Pretty soon, I learn my way around it and start managing it myself. This is fun! Sooooooo many guys! On Saturday mornings I spent hours answering questions then looking to see who had a high percentage of compatibility with me. There was someone with 97%, must send him a message!
Whatever the case, I was having fun sending and receiving messages. My guy has to be out there and with this site/app, he’s just going to fall in my lap, right?
Wrong. Hence this blog.