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A Valentine’s Post

When I was laid up in bed recovering from my broken back I had way to much time to spend on the internet. I did two things. I started this blog and I joined One of those was a good idea.

First there’s Todd. Todd’s profile says he makes a good living working for a internet design company. He’s fairly tall, decent looking, and says he’s not into games. We email each other and I give him my phone number. He immediately texts me, first saying hi, then the VERY next text he says he’s “sexually aggressive” and “would that be a problem.”

Yes, stranger from the internet. That is a problem. Has this technique worked for him before? The way he justĀ launchedĀ into it made me feel I wasn’t the first girl to be repelled by him. Next.


Damian was promising. He was a little short and goofy looking, but had a good sense of humor. We went on 5 dates in two weeks and I was starting to like him when he texted me out of the blue and said he didn’t have the right vibe from me, and that he was going to go with his instincts and stop seeing me. At least he was direct.


Arnold was a little chubby, but an artist and piano player. I could never resist the artistic types. But dater be warned, “artistic” and alcohol go hand in hand. Even Carrie Bradshaw couldn’t keep up. My liver thanked me for breaking up with him.


Now there’s Matt. Matt responds to my texts, but doesn’t usually initiate them. The one night he asked me out I wasn’t able to go. Did I miss my chance? Guess it wasn’t meant to be.

I’m not saying I’m perfect either, I broke up with someone who was genuinely sweet and caring because I was annoyed by his voice. Lisps are cute with children, but it’s not what I look for in the men I date.


So like the character Ted Mosby from How I Met Your Mother, I will continue to search for the one, and not feel depressed by this Hallmark holiday. When it’s meant to happen, it will happen.

Fortunately, I can ignore all my rocky love life because I have the best sister who has planned an evening without boys. We are dressing up, going to dinner, and then the ballet. Best Valentine’s day ever, anyone?



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